Untitled 4 (Diptych)

Broad, earthen blocks of pigment stack like a precarious architecture, their softened edges and gravity-fed drips suggesting time’s slow seep through built forms and guarded emotions. Cool, winded blues flicker behind the dense browns and umbers, opening brief apertures of air and distance—glimpses of a horizon that the composition both reveals and refuses. The painting’s suspended motion—part construction, part erosion—turns the surface into a ledger of pressure and release, where containment is continually undone by the insistence of flow.