I find myself hoping he might not be there. Vishnu dreams, worlds take shape, evolve, dissolve in endless cycles. Yet equally hoping that he will be. He is there, swelling. Like a child born spontaneously from crevices..., 2024
Acrylic on canvas
164 x 91 cm (64 5/8 x 35 7/8 in.)
Suddenly she turned, flung her arms around lover's neck. LiSing the veil that covered her face, he kissed her. 'I have you again ̶at last!' A drone shaVered silken sWllness. The swooning honeybee descended upon petals of Rosa chinensis..., 2025
Acrylic on canvas
2 elements: 183 x 163cm (72 x 64 1/8 in.)