



A single vertical fissure of ochre light pulses through a field of smoky grey, as if the canvas has been weathered open to reveal a hidden core. The surface feels eroded and stratifiedβflakes, crusts, and granular deposits building a tactile history that reads like an aerial ruin or a charred manuscript. This tension between glow and abrasion turns the work into a meditation on endurance: illumination not as purity, but as something earned through pressure, time, and decay.







