



This composition assembles a tense architecture of color—blocks of ember red and bruised violet pressed against slivers of ice blue—where each plane feels both constructed and precariously dislodged. A central, dark wedge reads like a fissure or passage, interrupting the grid’s certainty and inviting the eye into an interior depth that is more psychological than spatial. The crisp edges and abrupt overlaps evoke a city of memory: rebuilt in fragments, warmed by urgency, yet continually interrupted by silence and shadow. In the push and pull between saturated heat and muted restraint, the work holds the sensation of transition—order attempting to settle while something unnameable keeps moving beneath it.







