

This composition reads like an excavated wall of memory—fragmented panels of black, ash-gray, and scarlet colliding into a restless architecture that both shelters and exposes. The dense, gridded strata at the top press downward, while the broad crimson field below opens like a wound or a flag, turning empty space into a charged, ceremonial ground. Scratched textures and abrupt seams suggest repair and rupture at once, as if the work is mapping how histories are assembled—improvised, unstable, yet insistently alive with pulse and resistance.