Untitled 15 (Earthen Metamorphosis)

A pale, vertical opening cleaves the composition like a held breath, inviting the eye into a hushed corridor of light amid heavy, weathered planes. Across the upper edge, a band of saturated blue presses down like atmosphere, while soot-black abrasions and smeared greys suggest sediment, memory, and the slow erosion of certainty. On the right, rusted reds and ghostly scrawls read as half-erased testimonies—marks that hover between graffiti and ritual—so the work becomes less a scene than a threshold where silence, accumulation, and resilience quietly contend.