Moon (Crescent of Intuition)

A crescent-like form hovers in a field of white, its charcoal gravity counterweighted by eruptions of ember-orange that feel like heat trapped beneath a cooling surface. The composition reads as a fracture and a shelter at once—lacework dots, mesh textures, and granular blooms suggesting a body of memory where intimacy is stitched to erosion. Light seems to seep through perforations rather than strike from above, turning negative space into a quiet collaborator and framing the work as a meditation on transformation: what burns away, what calcifies, and what stubbornly persists.