



The painting constructs a hushed architecture of memory, where indigo and slate planes interlock like corridors that both invite and obstruct. Cool violet light settles into the negative spaces, while scraped, chalky passages and faint drips expose a vulnerable underlayer—suggesting time seeping through a façade of order. Within this grid of softened angles, the eye drifts between enclosure and opening, as if navigating an interior city built from feeling rather than stone.







