Untitled 2

Broad, translucent planes of turquoise, ochre, and acid green stack like memories—partly concealed, partly insisting—so that the surface reads as a quiet negotiation between clarity and interruption. A rust-red arc cuts through the center as a pulse or orbit, binding the composition’s fractured blocks into a single rhythmic breath while also suggesting a turning point, a pivot in perception. The grainy textures and veiled overlaps let light feel “built” rather than depicted, as though illumination is something excavated from layers of time. In its balance of buoyant color and bruised undertones, the work becomes a meditation on how inner landscapes are formed: by thresholds, residues, and the soft friction of change.