Untitled 10 (Fractured Cosmos)

This abstract composition unfolds like a fractured stained-glass night, where violet planes and inky voids collide to form a tense architecture of memory. The lattice of black lines behaves as both scaffolding and scar—binding disparate shards while insisting on their breaks—so that space feels simultaneously contained and spilling outward. Subtle splatters and granular textures read as distant constellations, lending the darkness a quiet, cosmic breath and suggesting that rupture can still hold a kind of radiance. The work ultimately stages a meditation on cohesion: how inner fragments, once acknowledged, can be arranged into a new—if uneasy—wholeness.