Untitled 2 (The Stellar Bloom)

Suspended in a vast, mossy field of texture, a small house and a single red star hover inside a pale halo, as if memory has cut a window into an otherwise indifferent expanse. The cool blues at the center read like pooled silence, while the thorny, looping linework encircling the star suggests both protection and entanglement—an emblem of hope caught in its own defenses. By shrinking the “home” to a quiet geometric form and granting the surrounding atmosphere such weight, the composition turns domestic certainty into something provisional, a refuge held together by fragile boundaries of light.