Symmetry is devotion, not decoration
Every motif is cut along a true axis so the left hand mirrors the right — the khaka is a prayer drawn twice.
The cut is the meaning
What is removed becomes the figure — the empty filigree glows brighter than any pigment laid upon it.
Drawn from a single sheet, never assembled
One khaka, one continuous cut — no seam joins the lotus to the leaf, the peacock to the moon.
Laid down at dusk, lifted by dawn
The stencil floats on water for one night of darshan, then it is gone — devotion measured in hours, not permanence.