Untitled 21 (Winter's Embrace)

In this monochrome landscape, the hills arrive like a slow-breathing horizon, their softened contours countered by the brittle insistence of reeds and saplings that pierce the air. The granular field of marks—some stippled like drifting ash, others smeared into mist—creates a hovering weather of memory, where forms appear and recede as if the scene is being recalled rather than witnessed. Dark shrubs anchor the composition as quiet presences, suggesting resilience amid erosion, while the spare palette turns light itself into the subject: a hush that holds both emptiness and promise.