Untitled 8 (Collision of Worlds)

This vibrant abstraction stages a dialogue between instinct and intellect, where a pale, mask-like silhouette on the left meets a surge of saturated reds and oranges that feel like heat rising from within. Circles and triangles—repeated like a private alphabet—float across textured grounds, suggesting systems of measurement and play that never quite resolve into certainty, only rhythm. The thick, grainy surface and inscribed marks turn color into a kind of archaeology, as if the painting is excavating memory through layers of signal and noise. In its shifting geometry and buoyant dissonance, the work reads as a map of consciousness—part diagram, part dream—holding tension and harmony in the same breath.