

Two waterlily-like blooms rise on ink-dark stems, their red-and-white petals opening with a disciplined urgency against a field of tessellated blues that reads like rippling water and shattered light. The mosaic ground, restless and granular, becomes an emotional weather—anxious, scintillating—while the flowers assert a calm, graphic clarity, as if solitude could be engineered through line. In the tension between the saturated aquatic expanse and the stark silhouettes, the work suggests resilience: beauty not as softness, but as a deliberate act of standing above the flux.







