Process (Cosmic Drift)

A muted, moss-green field holds a sparse constellation of biomorphic forms, where the long, tapering wedge below reads like a drifting hull or fin—an emblem of motion slowed to contemplation. The ribbed, horizontal striations act as a veil of time, softening edges and turning each shape into a remembered object rather than a declared fact. Warm, suspended ovals hover like distant suns or seeds, suggesting an ecology of thought in which the monumental and the microscopic share equal gravity. The work quietly stages the tension between direction and suspension, inviting the viewer to feel navigation as an inward act rather than a geographic one.