Untitled 2

A dense, weathered field of charcoal and ash-like greys becomes the stage for a bruised architecture of reds and pale blues, as if a city’s memory were being rebuilt from scraped layers and half-erased plans. The composition pivots around a central block that feels both constructed and wounded—its surfaces scumbled, incised, and interrupted—while splatters and drips move like sparks, suggesting rupture, urgency, and the restless pulse of lived experience. Light is not depicted so much as excavated: it leaks through abrasions and thin veils of pigment, turning damage into illumination and making the painting read as an emotional palimpsest of resilience.