Untitled 4 (Golden Dawn)

This work reads like a weathered palimpsest—bands of silvery ash and mineral gold scraped, layered, and re-exposed until the surface becomes both record and wound. The composition rises in a vertical drift, where metallic flashes catch the light like intermittent revelations against quieter, bone-grey fields, letting absence speak as loudly as pigment. In its rough impasto and torn edges, the piece suggests endurance: a terrain of erosion and renewal, where what remains is not pristine beauty but the dignity of having been transformed.