

This painting stages a quiet architecture of interruption—broad, milky veils of white laid like barricades across a warmer ground, where ochres and browns flicker as suppressed memory. Thin green seams and sudden eruptions of violet behave like nerves breaking through plaster, suggesting a lived interior that refuses full erasure. The persistent drips pull the surface downward in soft gravity, turning concealment into confession and transforming the act of covering into a tender, restless record of time.