A dark, root-like silhouette spreads across a scorched ochre field, as if a living nervous system has been pressed into the surface and left to haunt it. The composition reads like a suspended fracture—one central rupture from which tendrils pour downward—while the ember-pink tracery at the edges flickers as a perimeter of heat, memory, or warning. Between the heavy black forms and the raw, earthen ground, the work stages a tension between growth and burn, suggesting both the resilience of subterranean life and the lingering imprint of trauma in the landscape.