The Tantrums

This monochrome abstraction stages a tense conversation between sweeping, calligraphic arcs and scarred vertical fields, where black pigment behaves like both structure and shadow. The looping forms read as conduits—pipes, pathways, or breath-lines—suggesting circulation and interruption, as if a system is trying to sustain itself while buckling under pressure. Smudged gradients and dragged brush marks leave a residue of motion, turning the white ground into a weathered atmosphere that holds memory rather than emptiness. In its stark economy of color, the work becomes a meditation on control versus seepage: the desire to contain experience, and the inevitability of its spill.