This work unfolds in stratified bands like a painted cross‑section of memory—each register carrying its own climate of color, from ochres and rusts to cooler, shadowed greens. The sharp, crystalline facets and repeated triangular forms create a rhythmic tension between stability and fracture, as if landscape, textile, and architecture are being compressed into a single visual language. Light is not modeled softly but cut into planes, turning the surface into a mosaic of heat and sediment where the eye moves laterally, reading time as layers. At the center, the dark inverted wedge acts like a quiet void or anchor, suggesting an inner gravity amid the surrounding abundance and flux.