smocked style, pleated, textured, patterned, colorful in "the well of contemplation," a 42 year old taxidermist sits cross legged beside a well, surrounded by the eerie silence of a misty night. her worn leather apron is stained with the residue of her craft, and a faint scent of mothballs wafts from her dusty fingers as she strokes the feathers of a kun khmer's wing. the air is heavy with thought provoking tension, as if the weight of centuries old secrets lingers within the well's ancient stones. the virtual ink sketch style brings a dreamlike quality to the scene, with bold brushstrokes and subtle texture blends that evoke the tactile sensation of tracing ink onto rough paper. as the eye wanders across the composition, it becomes apparent that the taxidermist is not merely posing beside the well, but has become one with the environment    her form blending seamlessly into the shadows, as if she were a mere extension of the night itself. the kun khmer, perched upon a nearby stone lip, seems to regard the taxidermist with an unblinking gaze, its beak like mouth twisted into a subtle, knowing smile. the artist's rendering of the bird's plumage is breathtakingly lifelike, each feather etched in meticulous detail that invites the viewer to reach out and touch. yet, despite the incredible realism, there is something unsettling about the kun khmer's presence    as if it holds secrets that only the wind may know, and which the taxidermist is desperate to uncover. as the mist swirls around the well, it becomes clear that "the well of contemplation" is less a scene than an invitation to pause, reflect, and unravel the mysteries that lie just beneath the surface.