Untitled 30 (Verdant Dreamscape)

Broad, saturated planes of emerald and turquoise compress the landscape into a near-abstract topography, where the horizon reads less as a boundary than as a slow exhale between earth and sky. Scraped and layered strokes leave a tactile memory of movement—like wind worrying the grass—while thin, pale veins of pigment suggest paths, watercourses, or traces of passage that refuse to fully resolve. The work holds a charged stillness: nature is not depicted as spectacle, but as a living field of accumulation, where light becomes an inner pulse rather than an external illumination.