Cityscape 72 (Crimson Chaos)

A dense lattice of angular fragments stretches across the canvas like an illuminated city seen through memory rather than map—structure on the verge of song. The dominant maroon field holds the composition in a twilight hush, while shards of turquoise and ember-orange flare like fleeting windows, turning space into a rhythm of pulse and pause. Its repeated triangulations suggest both construction and fracture, as if the work is quietly weighing how order is made from accumulation, and how easily it can dissolve back into pure sensation.