

This abstract composition stages a volatile encounter between a vast, mute field of white and a bruised upper band where charcoal blacks, ash greys, and sudden reds collide like fragments of an interrupted memory. The brushwork feels both gestural and scraped, suggesting pressure, erasure, and returnβan image built from impacts rather than outlines, where light is less illumination than a wound opened across the surface. The weight of the dark mass above presses down on the emptiness below, turning negative space into a charged silence, as if the painting is holding its breath between rupture and release.







