

This work stages a quiet collision between precision and erosion: translucent, box-like forms hover as if engineered in air, yet their edges are softened by washes of gray and bruised earth tones that read like weather or time settling onto the surface. The composition leans on diagonals and stacked planes, creating a sense of suspended architecture—structures attempting to cohere while drifting toward disassembly. Light is treated less as illumination than as memory, passing through the transparent volumes and leaving only faint outlines, suggesting the fragility of built order against the slow, persistent pull of decay. In this tension between drafting-line certainty and painterly abrasion, the piece becomes a meditation on permanence—how spaces are conceived, inhabited, and ultimately reclaimed by silence.