

This monochrome drawing elevates a single tree into a living architecture of memory, its trunk twisting upward like a slow-moving current that holds the composition together. The artist’s dense, restless mark-making turns the canopy into a vibrating field—less a literal foliage than an atmosphere—so that negative space becomes breath and light, threaded between branches like silence. In the tension between heavy, ink-saturated limbs and the airy scatter of lines around them, the work suggests endurance: a body weathered by time, still reaching, still mapping its presence against the vastness that surrounds it.