Untitled 9 (Dividing Textures)

This austere, tactile abstraction reads like a cross‑section of time itself—two dense fields of weathered grey held apart by a thin, earthen seam that feels both scar and horizon. The insistently vertical striations above and the heavier, settling mass below create a quiet gravitational dialogue, as though the surface is simultaneously eroding and being rebuilt. Subtle shifts in tone and grit turn minimal color into atmosphere, suggesting endurance, fatigue, and the intimate beauty of materials that have survived pressure and passing seasons.