Untitled 210 (Cosmic Tapestry)

In a restrained monochrome vocabulary, the work stages a quiet dialogue between the organic and the constructed: a mask-like visage and leaf forms drift through a scaffold of circles and angular planes, as if memory were being diagrammed. Washes of gray breathe like soft light through paper, while assertive ink lines interrupt with gestures that feel both calligraphic and nervous, lending the piece a pulse of unsettled introspection. The suspended shapes—half-moons, targets, and stacked triangles—read as talismans or signals, suggesting an attempt to locate meaning amid fragmentation, where identity is assembled from symbols rather than declared outright.