



A white bull reclines in a hush of ochres and smoke-greens, its closed eye turning the animal into an emblem of yielded strengthβboth sacred and domesticated, both protected and contained. The composition stages a quiet tension between interior and exterior: a high, narrow window admits a thin seam of light that never quite reaches the body, while the woven basket and tethered rope echo laborβs cycles and the gentle coercion of routine. The rough wooden frame and spare wall space act like a threshold, inviting the viewer to witness stillness as a kind of endurance, where pastoral calm is inseparable from restraint.







