Horse Series 284

A thundering procession of horses surges across the surface as if carved from wind and fractured memory, their bodies built from angular planes that turn motion into geometry. The stark whites and iron greys are punctuated by an earthen brown core and a slashed band of blue, suggesting both the raw pulse of the natural world and the sudden interventions of human presence. Negative space becomes a kind of turbulence—an atmosphere of broken light—so that each stride feels simultaneously liberated and constrained, like freedom negotiated through pressure. In this tension between speed and structure, the work reads as a meditation on force: instinct moving through a landscape of imposed form.