

This composition stages a vibrant collision between molten reds and sun-warmed ochres, where broad, calligraphic bands press against fractured geometric shards like a city being rebuilt in the mind. Slivered greys and metallic whites open brief corridors of breath, yet they are quickly reabsorbed into the painting’s heat, suggesting memory’s tendency to blur structure into sensation. Fine linear tracings—like hairline cracks or mapped routes—quietly stitch the turbulence together, turning chaos into a tense, lived-in architecture of feeling.







