Untitled 1 (An Unexpected Journey)

An ordinary rickshaw becomes a stage for the collision of instinct and civility: a goat-headed, near-mythic body sits exposed within the cramped geometry of the vehicle, while the human driver turns inward, absorbed in the anonymity of labor. Warm, sun-baked hues press against the rickshaw’s dark canopy, heightening the sense of heat, proximity, and uneasy coexistence between the animal emblem and the urban machine. The surreal substitution of the head reads as a quiet allegory of how desire, appetite, and sacrifice are smuggled through everyday life—carried in plain sight, yet never fully acknowledged.