



This work reads like a fragment of coastline lifted from memory—an irregular “map” of blue strata where the sea is not painted so much as excavated, its surface built up in veils of textured matter. Pale, webbed impasto gathers across the center like foam or eroded limestone, interrupting the calm horizontals and turning the composition into a tactile record of tide, time, and abrasion. The quiet flashes of red punctuate the cool spectrum like distant signals, suggesting navigation, warning, or the stubborn persistence of life within an otherwise meditative expanse. Held against a dark void, the piece becomes an artifact—both serene and weather-worn—inviting the viewer to feel how place is layered, scarred, and continually remade.







