Winter

Rendered in airy washes and deliberate absence, the two figures emerge as if remembered rather than observed—children poised between play and departure, their gestures tethered to a branch that arcs like a fragile horizon. The composition lets the paper breathe, so that light becomes both atmosphere and meaning, while the warm coral skirts and scattered ochres echo falling leaves, turning the ground into a quiet clock of seasons. Soft edges and bleeding pigments dissolve certainty, suggesting how childhood is held in fleeting impressions—tender, luminous, and already slipping into time.