Untitled 107 (The Dance of Forms)

This quiet, biomorphic abstraction stages a dialogue between interior impulse and formal restraint: a central, seedlike column is pierced by a dark void, while fine, stitched marks and radiating lashes suggest sensations trying to break the skin of the image. The palette’s soft greys and velvety blacks behaves like filtered light, letting shadow do the emotional work—at once protective and ominous—so that emptiness reads as a necessary passage rather than a threat. Off to the right, a small triadic emblem—three tapering figures crowned with dots—echoes the language of ritual and companionship, as if the psyche’s private turbulence is being witnessed, measured, and quietly held in balance.