Untitled 1 (Diptych)

A field of incandescent red surges across a cool, muted ground, as if heat has breached the skin of the canvas and begun to speak in tremors and eruptions. Jagged black tracery—part fissure, part calligraphic nerve—threads through the chromatic mass, turning the image into a cartography of pressure where violence and vitality become indistinguishable. The compressed horizon of darker marks at the top reads like a suspended storm-front, holding the composition in taut equilibrium between ascent and collapse. In this tension, the work suggests an interior landscape: a record of rupture that paradoxically becomes a form of renewal, where intensity is not spectacle but testimony.