Untitled 2 (Surreal Encounter)

A winged, statue-like figure stands at the threshold between tenderness and ruin, offering a small flame to a toppled classical head as if attempting to rekindle consciousness in a world of fragments. The composition stretches laterally like a stage set—quiet horizon, spare clouds, and scattered debris—so that each surreal vignette (the bird in its bowl, the airborne creature, the distant stacked forms) reads as an isolated thought suspended in an arid, metaphysical calm. Muted sepia tones and dry, etched linework make the scene feel archival and dream-bound, where light is less illumination than a pale memory tracing the contours of loss. The work becomes an allegory of caretaking amid collapse: spirit and matter negotiating what can be revived, and what must remain a relic.