Untitled 2 (Verdant Depths)

This vertically stretched abstraction reads like a weathered wall of memory, where cool turquoise and slate blues seep through veils of ash and sand, suggesting time’s slow corrosion and quiet renewal. The surface is palpably worked—scraped, scumbled, and re-layered—so that light seems to rise from within the grain rather than fall upon it, turning texture into a kind of atmosphere. Darker, bruised passages hover like submerged anchors, giving the composition a restrained gravity while the surrounding haze invites contemplation of what is erased, what persists, and what gently returns.