Untitled 2

Against a field of burnished ochre that vibrates like sun-warmed plaster, two monumental profiles hover in a suspended, intimate orbit—one upright and watchful, the other inverted and exposed—turning proximity into a charged silence. The dense, stippled surface reads as both skin and cosmos, dissolving clear boundaries so that identity feels porous, as if thought and breath seep into the surrounding space. A dark crescent above functions like a spare, nocturnal emblem: time reduced to a single curve, measuring the distance between desire and restraint. The stark white of the eyes becomes the painting’s sharpest light source, insisting on consciousness—on seeing and being seen—as the true subject of this tender confrontation.