Untitled 13

A crimson, faceted sun hovers at the horizon like a fractured seal, its hard geometry pressing against the soft, tidal rhythm of the sea rendered in layered, wavering lines. The composition builds a quiet tension between constructed order and elemental drift: the water’s repeated contours feel like memory sedimenting, while the broken white band reads as a threshold where light both reveals and erases. In the lower register, the deepening tones suggest a submerged weight—an unseen mass of time—so that the scene becomes less a landscape than a meditation on how radiance is carried, scattered, and slowly absorbed.