Untitled 137 (Red Blue)

A broad field of scorched red asserts itself like an emotional weather system, while a violet-blue plane cuts through it, creating a tense hinge between heat and hush. Scraped veils and translucent overlays behave like accumulated memory—gestures half-erased, half-insistent—so that the surface reads as both wall and wound. A sudden, acidic green at the base interrupts the gravitas with a flash of renewal, suggesting that beneath the pressure of permanence, something still germinates and refuses to be contained.