Untitled 13 (Cityscape Dreams)

This work stages a tense dialogue between order and eruption: a gridded, almost architectural field below is softened by translucent veils of magenta and olive, while the upper register ignites with a molten orange burst that reads like a fractured map or circuitry exposed. The composition’s horizontal bands function as thresholds—layers of memory or strata of a city—where drips and splatters break the system’s tidy logic and reintroduce breath, accident, and time. Light seems to emanate from within the pigment rather than fall upon it, suggesting an inner heat that presses against containment, turning structure into a living, mutable terrain.