Untitled 25 (Distant Horizons)

A broad field of stippled, interlaced marks stretches toward a low, wavering horizon, where the dense earth-tones soften into a cool blue canopy that feels less like sky than an inhalation of space. The surface is built from countless small gestures—greens, rusts, and ash-whites—creating a restless shimmer that suggests wind moving through grass or memory moving through time. Depth is implied not through dramatic perspective but through accumulation: layers of touch become a quiet topography, inviting the eye to wander and lose itself in a landscape that hovers between observation and interior state. The work’s restraint and repetition turn the ordinary ground plane into a meditative threshold, where expansiveness is measured by attention rather than distance.