Untitled 1 (Urban Symphony)

A turbulent, meadow-green ground rises into a dense field of ochres and smoky umbers, where scraped whites and fractured blues gather like half-buried remnants of a landscape remembered rather than seen. The composition pivots on a luminous central rupture—paint dragged and broken—suggesting both excavation and healing, as if light is trying to stitch together what time has scattered. Fine speckles of gold drift across the surface like pollen or ash, turning the scene into a meditation on renewal: beauty suspended between growth and decay, clarity and dissolution.