



This abstract composition orchestrates a tense yet luminous architecture of planes, where saturated teal and beige blocks feel like walls of memory pressed against a central, shadowed fissure. Thin veils of white and blush drips move downward like time made visible, softening the hard-edged geometry with a sense of erosion and human touch. The eye is repeatedly drawn to the dark vertical seam—part doorway, part wound—suggesting an interior threshold where stillness and disturbance coexist. In its restrained palette punctuated by small electric blues, the work holds a quiet optimism: light persists not by overwhelming the darkness, but by patiently staining its edges.







