A cascade of blue, figure-eight loops descends against a wash of pale icy tones, each oval cradling a small, identical face—serene, closed-eyed, and self-contained. The repetition feels meditative yet cyclical, as if the same self drifts through stages of time, tethered by a single continuous line. Suggesting both the infinity symbol and a double helix, the composition blurs the boundary between spiritual practice and biological code—an endless return to the self, spiraling quietly in perpetual motion.