Untitled 12 (Intersecting Realities)

A luminous, scraped-white core hovers like a weathered window within a darker architectural field, its battered surface registering time through drips, abrasions, and veils of grey. The surrounding blues and charcoals compress the space into a quiet chamber, while thin rust-toned lines puncture the restraint like old seams or scars, insisting on a history beneath the calm. Light here is not decorative but excavated—pulled forward from layers of pigment—so the painting reads as an uneasy balance between shelter and exposure, presence and erasure. The composition’s vertical falls of paint suggest both descent and cleansing, as if the work is trying to rinse memory clean while refusing to let it fully disappear.