



A single autumnal leaf is pressed like a relic against a luminous red field, its veins radiating outward as if mapping the stubborn pulse of memory. The surrounding vertical bands—weathered, bruised purples and umbers—carry repeated traces of the word “SENSITIVE,” turning the surface into a tactile ledger where language becomes scar and shelter at once. Flecks of white drift across the composition like quiet interruptions, softening the heat of the palette and suggesting tenderness persisting within abrasion. The work reads as a meditation on vulnerability: a fragile body held upright in a harsh, beautiful atmosphere that both exposes and preserves it.







