Untitled 4 (Untitled 1)

A veil of misted neutrals stretches across the surface, within which a handful of geometric forms—white, ochre, and a piercing cobalt—surface like remembered buildings glimpsed through fog. The composition holds its tension in the quiet push and pull between soft atmospheric gradations and the firm, anchored block at right, suggesting both refuge and obstruction in the same breath. Light is not depicted so much as diffused into the paint, turning the scene into a meditation on distance, where presence is felt through restraint and the city becomes an emotional horizon rather than a literal place. In this hush of suspended space, the work speaks of transience—how environments, and the selves that move through them, are assembled from fragments and fading clarity.