Untitled 6 (Protector of the Sacred Pool)

Suspended in a nocturnal field, the central oval reads like a sealed vessel of memory—an islanded pool where an antlered, hybrid creature drifts in uneasy stillness, half sanctuary and half specimen. Around it, stark verticals and a pale, clouded dome press inward, while the torn seam of white cleaves the scene like a wound, turning the composition into a split narrative of protection versus violation. The archer at right, rendered with ritual bluntness, aims not merely at flesh but at the fragile boundary between inner myth and outer threat, suggesting how desire to possess can rupture the very world it seeks to define.