Untitled 5 (Untitled (White Doves)) Serigraphs Animal Painting

A tight knot of pale birds gathers like a single breathing organism, their bodies overlapping in a gentle scramble that reads as both shelter and unease. Set against a scorched field of rust-orange and charcoal, the cracked, weathered surface feels like a wall holding old heat—memory, noise, and the abrasion of time—so that the flock’s white becomes a fragile flare of innocence. The composition compresses space, pushing the birds forward while the dark border frames them like a threshold, suggesting community as a way of surviving a bruised environment. In this tension between warmth and threat, the work becomes a meditation on belonging: tenderness forged under pressure, and light that persists by clustering together.