

This suite of six prints reads like a fragmented diary of a single psyche, where biomorphic silhouettes and angular, mask-like wedges drift through shallow fields of milky grey, teal, and bruised rose. The compositions hinge on a restless tension between airy negative space and aggressively worked zones of scraping, crosshatching, and overprintβmarks that feel less decorative than diagnostic, as if excavating memory from sediment. Flecks of red and sudden ochres puncture the hush with alarm-signals, turning each scene into a precarious negotiation between tenderness and abrasion. Across the series, forms recur without resolving, suggesting a narrative of metamorphosis: bodies becoming landscapes, landscapes becoming residues, and meaning held in suspension rather than declared.







