Taste Of Power

A supine, newspaper-skinned figure floats in a dense blue field, his upturned gaze suspended between consumption and contemplation, as if the psyche has been laminated by headlines and public noise. Above him, a hard-edged, turquoise architecture crowds the sky like an inverted city of thought—mechanical, compartmentalized, and quietly oppressive—while a lone golden ornament hovers as a fragile talisman of memory or faith. The composition’s stark vertical distance turns space into a psychological gulf, contrasting cold, constructed systems with the warm glint of the sacred, suggesting a mind trying to salvage meaning amid informational saturation and modern abstraction.