Scream (Cityscape in Red)

The composition stages a solitary, reclining figure in luminous ochres, as if the body were a small, vulnerable landscape set against a city that has turned into a bruised silhouette. Above, the fevered red sky presses downward like an alarm, while the darkened architecture fractures into layered planes—suggesting both industrial growth and a quiet erasure of human tenderness. The contrast between the warm, breathing flesh-tones and the cold, shadowed metropolis reads as a meditation on intimacy under siege, where rest becomes an act of resistance. A single cool-blue pocket of space offers fragile reprieve, hinting that hope survives not in grand gestures but in minute, persistent light.