

This abstraction stages a suspended architecture of shards and seams, where translucent planes of blush and ash are stitched together by wiry, calligraphic lines that behave like both scaffolding and nerve endings. Warm ochres and ember oranges radiate from within the fractured field, turning rupture into illumination and suggesting a city—or a memory—reassembled in mid-breath. The composition’s restless overlaps create a quiet tension between collapse and renewal, as if coherence is not found in certainty but in the tender act of holding fragments in relation.