Description
This piece is not about admiration alone. It is about presence on the edge of disappearance. The tiger is not chosen for its beauty, but for its fragility. Fewer than 4,000 remain on Earth, a living breath suspended between power and silence. These lips roar without sound. They remind us that extinction is rarely loud. It happens quietly, while the world keeps moving. This work invites reflection, not guilt. A pause. A moment to ask how humanity can coexist, not dominate, and how creation can
