



This abstraction is built like an interior wall of memory—broad fields of fevered red pressed against a cooler, scraped vertical passage where fragments of blue and ochre surface like half-erased palimpsest. The composition’s central “column” reads as both a corridor and a wound, its chalky whites and charcoaled grays catching light as if the canvas has been weathered by time and touch. A faint circular trace and the hovering dark triangular mark introduce quiet, almost ritual geometry, suggesting a search for order amid emotional saturation. What emerges is a tension between concealment and revelation: the painting holds its history in layers, inviting the eye to excavate rather than simply observe.







