



This grayscale abstraction stages a quiet cosmology of forms—discs, crescents, and drifting silhouettes—suspended within a subtle grid that reads like windows or architectural partitions. Light is treated as a material rather than an illumination: it pools in pale arcs and metallic sheens, then recedes into velvety shadows, creating a slow pulse between presence and erasure. The overlapping planes suggest memory layers—what is retained, what is eclipsed—so the composition becomes less a scene than a meditation on cycles, concealment, and the soft authority of repetition.







