Horizon
2026
80 x 100cm
Oil on linen
The frame ought to point toward a certain light, yet as it thickens with ornate courtship, that light recedes beyond reach. Beneath it, plates and cutlery lie in ordered repose，a consumer posture prepared to swallow, yet what matters most to digest never arrives. Those who enclose themselves within the frame find themselves eclipsed by its own enclosure, the frame becoming the very snare that binds its maker.