



A single, sinuous tree rises like a remembered gesture against an inky blue ground, its trunk articulated with rhythmic contour lines that feel at once topographic and bodilyβan anatomy of endurance. Above, the canopy dissolves into a scatter of luminous marks, as if the leaves have become embers or whispered syllables, turning growth into a kind of quiet radiance. The restrained space around the form heightens the sense of solitude, while the warm golds insist on renewal: a living structure holding light in the midst of shadowed atmosphere.







