



This work unfolds like a palimpsest of memory—translucent strata of ochre, misted blue, and ember-red marks accumulating into a landscape that never fully resolves, as if seen through time-worn glass. Horizontals anchor the field with quiet inevitability, while wavering lines and faint architectural silhouettes suggest a lived environment eroding into atmosphere. The restrained light feels internal rather than external, illuminating traces instead of objects and turning the act of looking into an excavation of what persists after presence. In its delicate abrasion and suspended space, the piece speaks to impermanence—how places, gestures, and histories overlap until they become one soft, ungraspable terrain.







