



This triptych reads like three adjacent windows onto the same urban pulse, where dense black planes and scraped whites suggest architecture and asphalt while flashes of acid pink, lime, and ember-orange flare up like fleeting signage or memory. The composition is built on interruption—horizontal bands and vertical scars fracture the field—so that space feels simultaneously constructed and eroded, as if the city is being rebuilt in real time through layers of gesture. Light is not depicted so much as excavated: it breaks through abrasions and translucent veils, turning the surface into a record of pressure, speed, and restraint. In the repetition-with-variation across panels, the work proposes a narrative of persistence—three moments of the same atmosphere—where chaos resolves into rhythm without ever becoming calm.







