Studio 3 (The Waiting Room)

This interior scene feels suspended between wakefulness and reverie, where the teal-washed floor and the heavy black architecture press the room into a hushed, nocturnal geometry. A stark shaft of light and the curtained window act like thin thresholds—promising an outside world while insisting on the enclosure within—so that the table becomes a small stage for objects that read as both domestic and faintly ritual. The insistent, scratch-like mark-making turns surfaces into weathered memory, suggesting that time has pooled in the corners and that stillness here is not calm but concentrated. In its narrowed palette and emphatic shadows, the work meditates on solitude as a constructed space: intimate, protective, and quietly uneasy.