



This vividly flattened seascape stages the coast as a theater of precarious balance, where boats hover like suspended thoughts and figures drift between play and peril under a relentlessly patterned tide. Bold blocks of red, green, and cobalt carve the world into compartments, suggesting how communal life—faith, labor, leisure—gets sorted into simple certainties even as the water’s restlessness refuses to be contained. The striped lighthouse and domed shrine read as twin anchors of guidance and devotion, yet their stability is countered by the floating bodies and fish, turning the scene into a gentle parable about navigation—of currents, of conscience, of belonging. Faces remain masklike and direct, lending the work an unsettling candor: everyone is seen, yet no one is fully saved from the sea’s indifferent rhythm.







