

Set against a scorched orange field, the bullβs body reads like a fractured iconβits pale, mosaic flank suggesting ceremonial armor even as the darkened rear dissolves into bruised shadow. The diagonal sprawl turns vitality into aftermath, where the tightened linework and granular texture feel less like depiction than a slow, gritty elegy for strength brought low. Ornament and wound coexist: luminous patterns cling to the torso as if memory persists on the surface while the rest slips toward oblivion, making the figure a quiet meditation on spectacle, sacrifice, and endurance.







