Untitled (The Artist's Palette)

This triptych of painter’s palettes turns the studio’s most utilitarian tool into an archive of memory, where stains, notes, and ghosted images accumulate like strata of lived time. Each oval surface becomes a small cosmology—urban fragments and diagrammatic marks collide with botanical tenderness, and the punctured thumbhole reads as a quiet “eye” or wound, insisting on the body’s presence behind the work. The color fields shift from bruised reds to softened neutrals and oceanic blues, suggesting an emotional progression from urgency through reflection toward a calmer, more porous receptivity. What emerges is a meditation on process itself: creation as collage, the artist’s hand as both author and eraser, and the palette as a threshold where private thought meets public image.