Untitled 3 (Urban Transport Grid)

Suspended across a cool, tiled field, these small, hand-painted fragments read like urban memories fossilized into stone—vehicles and street life reduced to tender, imperfect icons. The grid imposes an impersonal order, yet each object resists it with its own weight, shadow, and scale, creating a quiet choreography between movement and stillness, presence and disappearance. Muted greys act as a neutral silence that amplifies the hesitant bursts of color, suggesting how the city’s ceaseless circulation can be both intimate and estranging. In this sparse constellation, transportation becomes a metaphor for transit itself: the way everyday lives are carried, paused, and archived in overlooked corners.