Untitled (The Archer's Aim)

A single banknote is coaxed into a rising helix, turning a flat emblem of value into a sculptural path that suggests time, aspiration, and the looping rituals of exchange. Its restrained grayscale surface—punctuated by the sudden, sensuous purple of grapes—creates a quiet tension between abundance and abstraction, pleasure and policy. As the printed iconography flickers in and out along the curve, authority and nationhood feel less like fixed declarations than like images we continually rewrap around our desires. The deep black ground isolates the form like a relic, inviting contemplation of how wealth is simultaneously fragile paper and an idea powerful enough to shape our lives.