Untitled 11 (Palette of Beauty)

This painted palette turns a utilitarian artist’s tool into a tender portrait, where the woman’s profile is held in quiet suspension against a field of luminous green that reads like both foliage and atmosphere. The flat, saturated passages of magenta and gold give her skin a pop-inflected radiance, while the speckled ground and glossy highlights suggest a membrane of memory—alive, but slightly distanced. A crown of orchids and blue blossoms blooms from the darkness of her hair, staging an intimate dialogue between cultivated beauty and inner shadow, as if identity itself were an arrangement continually being composed. The palette’s thumbhole becomes a deliberate absence—an eye of negative space—hinting that creation and selfhood are always shaped by what is held back as much as what is revealed.