



A serene, stylized visage emerges from a field of scraped gold and mottled greys, as if memory itself has been burnished and then weathered, leaving behind an unblinking calm. The composition sets the warm, sculpted face against a gridded panel of spirals and repeated figures, turning the right side into a ritual ledger—cycles of thought and echoes of the self—while the left dissolves into painterly abrasion and luminous haze. A turquoise, draped form anchors the foreground like a sheltering wave, softening the geometry and suggesting quiet refuge amid the mind’s patterned repetitions. In this tension between ornamental order and expressive erasure, the work reads as a meditation on inner poise: the self held steady while time, noise, and recurrence swirl around it.







