



A molten core of saffron-orange blooms through a weathered veil of greys, mauves, and chalky whites, as if heat were pressing outward from beneath a scarred wall. Vertical drips and scraped passages create a sense of gravity and timeβpaint behaves like sediment and memory, accumulating, cracking, and being unearthed again. The composition stages a quiet tension between concealment and revelation, where the central glow reads as resilience: a private ember insisting on presence amid erosion and noise.







