Flower Pot (A Moment of Stillness)

A bulbous, vessel-like form rises from an ochre ground, its crosshatched darkness holding both weight and quiet fertility, as if the image were an icon of stored memory. Ribboning stems arc outward in deliberate, calligraphic sweeps, guiding the eye in slow cycles that suggest breath, growth, and the looping logic of time. Against the warm, time-worn surface, the near-black lines read like inked roots or currents—an insistence that life’s most vital forces move invisibly, yet leave indelible traces.