Untitled 3 (Inner Passage)

This work stages a brooding, mask-like silhouette whose pale, sealed oval reads as both mouth and wound—an uneasy emblem of speech withheld. Rusted oranges press inward like heat or alarm, while a cool turquoise band cuts laterally through the composition, introducing a corridor of breath that cannot quite reach the figure. The grainy, charcoal-soft surfaces and smeared edges make the scene feel eroded by time, as if identity is being rubbed down to a cipher between confinement and the possibility of release.