18"x18" Light makes a reliquary of bone, horn, and humble eggs. A ram’s skull rests like a moonlit relic, its horn spiraling in warm ochres against the cool, frost-blue tabletop. Two eggs—one pale, one umber—quiet the scene with a whisper of beginnings, their soft ovals echoing the curve of the horn. Chiaroscuro shadows pool and lift, letting the eye move from polished bone to velvet darkness. The composition feels both tender and grave: a small stillness where mortality and renewal share the same breath.