



This triptych reads like three weathered apertures into the same shifting terrainβpigment liquefied into stratified bands that oscillate between tectonic calm and feverish surge. Cool greens and bruised blues are repeatedly interrupted by incandescent reds and oranges, as if memoryβs heat keeps breaking through the atmosphere of restraint. The scraped, pale passages at the top function like erasures or salt-crusted horizons, suggesting both depletion and renewal, while the vertical drips pull the eye downward into a quiet gravity of time and seepage.







