Horizon (Urban Tapestry)

A dense frieze of fractured, jewel-toned planes hovers above an expanse of molten red, as if a city’s memory has been compressed into a single, restless horizon. The upper band flickers with angular collisions—emerald, ochre, and ember—while the lower field, soaked in cadmium heat and scored by downward drips, reads like time itself slipping and staining. This tension between bustling compression and meditative emptiness turns the painting into a meditation on containment: how intensity is stored, how it leaks, and how an inner architecture persists even when its details dissolve.