Untitled 8 (A Tapestry of Symbols)

This work unfolds like a whispered palimpsest, where a dominant veil of ochre-green light softens the world into memory, and only patient looking reveals the scattered glyphs, grids, and faint figurative echoes beneath. The composition refuses a single focal point, instead letting small, ember-like reds and cool, muted blues pulse intermittently across the surface, guiding the eye through a quiet cartography of marks and symbols. Its layered translucency suggests time sedimented—private histories, ritual traces, and fragments of lived space pressed into a single atmospheric field. What emerges is less an image than a state of mind: contemplative, suspended, and gently insisting that meaning is something we excavate rather than receive.