Untitled 52 (Orange Symphony)

Broad fields of burnt orange dominate the surface like architectural slabs, compressing space into a warm, industrial hush that feels both sheltering and restrictive. Against this saturated ground, thin graphite-like lines and occasional blackened smudges behave as nervous annotations—measuring, interrupting, and re-routing the eye through a grid that never fully settles into certainty. The restrained palette and layered transparencies suggest a memory of a city plan or interior corridor: lived-in, revised, and quietly charged with the tension between order and improvisation.