Leaves

A canopy of leaves drifts across the surface like a remembered walk, where edges dissolve into one another and form a quiet, breathing tapestry of greens, creams, and dusk-blues. The layered washes create a gentle push-and-pull between figure and ground, letting negative space act as light itself—an illumination that feels sensed rather than seen. In its repetition and soft abstraction, the work becomes less botanical description than meditation on renewal, fragility, and the way nature gathers time in overlapping shadows.