

This circular abstraction reads like a geological cross‑section suspended in time, where molten ochres and wine-dark reds coagulate into dense, bruised strata before dissolving into a cool, misted expanse. The composition pivots on a charged asymmetry: a heavy, textured mass presses from the left, while pale negative space on the right acts as a breathing chamber, amplifying the sense of pressure, release, and inevitable drift. Veins of amber and smoky gray stitch the surfaces together, suggesting both erosion and healing—an image of matter remembering every rupture as it slowly reorders itself. In its orbit-like format, the work becomes a small world of upheaval, inviting contemplation of how instability can also be a quiet form of continuity.







