

A molten field of ochre and ember seems to rise from a charred perimeter, as if the surface has been scorched and then rebuilt through repeated accretions of pigment. The composition’s rough transfers and ghosted marks create a tense dialogue between eruption and restraint—light struggling to persist inside a boundary of darkness. What reads at first as a single blaze gradually reveals a palimpsest of abrasions and buried traces, suggesting memory as a material: battered, layered, and still incandescent.