Lattice

Dozens of teal fans recede in perfect diagonal rows across a white floor, each one identical, each one empty-handed until the eye reaches the single dancer breaking the grid — kneeling, reaching forward into the pattern as if trying to rejoin it.

The title is literal: a lattice of repetition stretching to the frame’s edge, disrupted by the one figure who is unmistakably alone. It’s a study in scale and isolation dressed as choreography.

Fine art giclée print on premium archival paper.