Wood Note 87 (Verdant Depths)

This work reads like a forest distilled into memory—vertical veils of olive and ash rise and dissolve, as if the landscape is being breathed in and out rather than depicted. Light appears not as a single source but as seepage, filtering through layered washes and scraped marks that mimic trunks, scars, and undergrowth, suspending the viewer between clarity and concealment. The ember-like oranges at the base suggest a subterranean heat—autumnal decay or the threat of burning—casting the scene as both sanctuary and warning. In its quiet turbulence, the painting becomes an ecology of feeling, where growth, erosion, and resilience occupy the same trembling space.