Set against a vaporous green field that feels both aqueous and atmospheric, a dark, crescent-like vessel curls inward to cradle a small ember of a figure—an orange body etched with delicate linear patterns, as if memory were inscribed directly onto skin. The composition hinges on this chromatic tension: cool, enveloping blues and greens become a protective dusk, while the warm figure reads as breath, pulse, and fragile agency held in suspension. The spined rim and tapering tail introduce a quiet unease, suggesting that refuge and entrapment share the same silhouette, and that rest is negotiated within the contours of the unknown. In its spare space and intimate scale, the work becomes a meditation on shelter—how we are held, and what it costs to be held.