Untitled 206

This work unfurls in horizontal strata like weather systems settling over an unseen sea, where cool blues and slate greys are interrupted by raw, earthen abrasions that read as memory scraped into the surface. The composition’s banded architecture holds the eye in a slow, meditative drift, while the scumbled whites and rust-toned flecks suggest light trying to break through fog—less illumination than endurance. Texture becomes the narrative: layered, eroded, and rebuilt, it evokes time’s quiet pressure and the way stillness can contain both distance and intimacy.