Untitled 154

This work hovers between erasure and emergence, where veils of chalky whites and ash-toned washes dissolve the world into a softly breathing atmosphere. Within that fog, angular fragments and fleeting numerals surface like half-remembered signage—industrial geometry interrupted by bright, nervous slivers of blue, red, and acid green that insist on presence. The composition reads as a palimpsest of urban memory: structures implied rather than declared, as if the city is being rebuilt in the mind at the moment it is fading. What remains is a poised tension between clarity and loss, a quiet meditation on how perception edits reality into shards and light.