Untitled 52 (Urban Dawn)

A blaze of ochre and ember hovers over a lattice of razor-thin lines, as if an urban shoreline is being remembered rather than recorded—structures appearing, dissolving, and reassembling in the same breath. The composition balances weight and levitation: dense, scraped planes anchor the center while incisive black scaffolds and sudden white breaks carve corridors of light through the haze. Warm atmospherics press forward with urgency, yet the cool, misted ground recedes into quiet, suggesting a city caught between construction and erosion, certainty and improvisation. What lingers is the sensation of place as a palimpsest—history, motion, and human ambition layered into a single, vibrating field.