A single eye holds the room.
One central diamond medallion governs the field. Sixteen pendants radiate; nothing else competes for the gaze.
Saffron gold on midnight indigo
Quartered corners answer the center.
Spandrels at the four corners echo the medallion at quarter strength — bilateral symmetry across both axes, never approximate.
Crimson cartouche, jade scroll
Fill every silent inch.
Empty ground is unfinished ground. Palmette-and-arabesque vines weave between motifs at eight hundred knots per inch.
Horror vacui as discipline
One main band, three minor.
The border is a sentence in four clauses — a wide central inscription framed by three quieter scrollwork strips on each edge.
Cream-ivory hairline, indigo ground