



This painting stages a city of memory rather than masonryβblocks of sunlit ochre rise like half-remembered facades, their edges scraped and reassembled into a luminous haze. Beneath, bruised violets, teals, and soot-like blacks accumulate in restless strata, suggesting the pressure of lived experience pushing up through the surface. The wide fields of white act as both air and erasure, granting breath to the composition while implying what has been lost, edited, or deliberately left unsaid. In the tension between radiant ascent and sedimented undertow, the work becomes a meditation on how optimism persists even as it is continually weathered by time.







