Untitled 12 (Urban Reflections)

A dense, midnight-blue mass anchors the composition like a silent architecture, while pale washes above it open a breathing sky of uncertainty and release. Veils of dripping pigment and clipped geometric fragments—ochres, dusty greens, and sudden reds—operate as fleeting signals, as if memory is trying to reassemble itself from broken emblems. The painting’s tension lives in its edges: hard, blocky forms resist dissolution even as gravity pulls the color downward, turning structure into seepage and certainty into drift. What remains is a meditative city-without-a-city, an inner map where solidity and vulnerability coexist in the same stained light.