Lovers

A stark black silhouette rises from an expanse of white, where sweeping arcs and angular strokes interlock like a bicycle reduced to its most essential rhythms. The composition balances tension and grace—curved forms suggest wheels and motion while the upright, crossed elements evoke a rider’s moment of poise, suspended between departure and arrival. In stripping away detail, the work turns velocity into a kind of quiet calligraphy, proposing that movement itself can be read as structure, and structure as emotion.