Untitled 3 (The Sentinel)

Suspended against an incandescent orange field, the horned, human-animal figure hovers like an apparition caught between ascent and collapse, its weighted limbs and coiled tail turning balance into a quiet drama. The artist’s pale, chalky contouring carves the body from the heat of the ground, while the tessellated landscape below—part mosaic, part ruin—suggests a world fractured into competing facets of memory and myth. Those half-lidded eyes temper the creature’s strangeness with weary intelligence, proposing a narrative of exile: a guardian or trickster surveying a terrain that can no longer hold a single, stable truth.