Untitled 4

This abstract composition stages a quiet collision of territories—mossy greens, ember reds, and a cooling turquoise—each block of color asserting itself while subtly bleeding into the next, as if memory cannot keep its boundaries intact. A dark central axis anchors the field, turning the surrounding planes into shifting panels of light where translucency and grit coexist, suggesting both concealment and revelation. The faint, patterned passages read like tactile residues—imprints of lived surfaces—so that the work becomes less an image than a sensorial map of transition, where warmth and calm negotiate a fragile truce.