Morning Light

This work turns the city into a tessellated field of quiet dwellings, where repeated cubic forms accumulate into a near-abstract pattern and the horizon dissolves into a pale, breathing haze. Subtle shifts of pastel color and the disciplined geometry of rooftops create a cadence between individuality and anonymity, suggesting how countless private lives can be both distinct and swallowed by collective density. Light skims the planes with a restrained clarity, casting soft shadows that feel less like drama than the steady passage of time across an unending neighborhood.