Cherries repeat across the surface, ripe, dripping, almost excessive, suspended between pleasure and restraint. What initially reads as sweetness carries an undercurrent of indulgence, where desire lingers just beyond control.

The gold leaf fractures the surface, elevating the ordinary into something ceremonial, even indulgent. The work reflects a private ritual: choosing, tasting, wanting. It speaks to the quiet luxury of allowing oneself small excesses, not loudly, but deliberately.