‘The Sun Spills Gold’ opens with a copper‑gilded sky where a radiant orb descends like a memory of desert dawn. Below, red hills recall her childhood desert crossings. A mosaic metropolis of embroidered threads maps every city she’s called home—each block resonating with markets in Mumbai and canals of Venice. Scalloped waterways cradle two boats symbolizing her voyage between cultures. Through shimmering gold and linen, she weaves personal history into a universal , inviting viewers to navigate place and memory in quiet wonder.