Where Imperfect Circles pursues softness, this work arrests the fleeting instant. The shimmer of the oil slick is frozen into three industrial discs—precise, circular, bevelled—set in panels of warm yellow and lilac. Yet within the rigid geometry, hidden fluid blues and shifting patterns persist, traces of that original startled fascination. The work fuses the cold precision of the machine with the warmth of the spark: each disc radiates a distinct "energy," inviting the viewer to sense the difference and imagine reaching out to touch it. It is the fullest expression of the method to date: a transient, domestic phenomenon transformed into a permanent, architectural form that speaks to the endurance of attention itself.