


This abstract composition arranges its ochres and ember reds into hovering blocks, as if fragments of remembered rooms drift through a warm, dusted atmosphere. The matte ground softens the geometry, while thicker, scraped passages flare like exposed strataβmoments where emotion breaks the surface and refuses to be fully contained. Negative space becomes a quiet corridor between forms, suggesting distance, pause, and the gentle negotiation between intimacy and separation. What emerges is a kind of architectural memory: not a place you can locate, but a mood you can return to.







