Unity (Ant Invasion)

A lone fish lies suspended in a field of immaculate white, its patterned body rendered with clinical precision while a halo of blood-like droplets radiates outward, turning the surrounding space into a quiet, expanding shockwave. The composition’s brutal asymmetry—life concentrated in the dense, textured form and emptiness stretching in every direction—makes the negative space feel accusatory, as though silence itself were complicit. This delicate spray reads as both wound and ornament, a meditation on how beauty can persist even as it records violence, and how the smallest rupture can stain an otherwise untouched world.