Untitled 7 (Blue Rhapsody)

This triptych unfurls like three consecutive breaths of the same weathered memory—each panel a sediment of blues and slate-grays where pigment is dragged, bruised, and rebuilt into fragile architecture. The composition hinges on vertical scars and cross-like tensions that suggest both scaffold and fracture, as if the painting is holding itself together while quietly admitting its wounds. Light is not depicted so much as excavated: electric cyan rises through abrasive textures, turning erosion into illumination and granting the surface a hushed, underwater reverence. In the repetition-with-variation across the panels, the work stages a meditation on persistence—how forms, like emotions, recur in altered states, never resolved yet never entirely lost.