Untitled 36

This work builds a city out of gesture rather than architecture, where ochres and earthen greens compress the scene into a dusk-like haze and the vertical blocks read as buildings remembered through motion. White flecks and scraped highlights behave like sparks of streetlight, puncturing the murk to suggest life persisting inside the urban mass. The diagonal sweeps of paint—part roadway, part current—pull the eye forward, turning the composition into a passage through noise and shadow toward a brief, tender clearing of light. In its restless mark-making, the piece becomes a meditation on how the metropolis is felt: fragmented, hurried, and yet quietly luminous at its edges.