Unspoken Space 4 (Unspoken Space 4)

This mixed-media abstraction reads like a cross-section of shoreline memory, where turquoise pools and mossy greens seep into one another beneath a skin of crackled, cellular lace. Honeycomb punctures and metallic flashes behave as fossils of touch—evidence of time compressing, eroding, and then unexpectedly gleaming—so the surface becomes both wound and repair. The warm ochre field behind it steadies the composition like sun-baked ground, while the drifting blues suggest a quiet migration of breath and water, holding the tension between dissolution and renewal.