

A hush of charcoal greys suspends the composition between ritual and mechanism: a triangular, altar-like form cradles a pale orb as though guarding an idea at the moment of its birth. The skewed planes and clipped, glyph-like marks create a disciplined geometry, while the smoky ground and dragged textures soften certainty into reverie, letting light behave more like memory than illumination. Off to the side, a clock-face motifβpart instrument, part omenβsuggests measured time being quietly eroded by inner time, as if the work stages a dialogue between devotion and calculation. The piece reads as an intimate cosmology: symbols arranged not to explain the world, but to make space for its unanswered forces.







