Untitled (Emerald Embrace)

A veil of cool gray is dragged across the surface like a deliberate act of forgetting, yet it cannot fully silence the saturated greens and bruised blues that flare through the gaps. The composition pivots on a central, tree-like vertical—part trunk, part figure—around which fragmented planes and diagonal cuts suggest a landscape being edited in real time, revised by memory and weather. Flecks of yellow-orange read as small electrical events, insisting on vitality amid concealment, while the layered textures turn the painting into a palimpsest where absence becomes as tactile as presence.