

Two monumental cobalt faces drift through a dusk of ochres and charcoal, their simplified contours turning intimacy into architecture—profiles becoming rooms where memory can settle. The small, tender vignette of a sleeping pair anchors the composition like a kept secret, while leaf forms and tiled grids suggest a city’s pulse intruding gently upon private reverie. Accents of vermilion at the lips puncture the cool palette, transforming silence into desire and implying that speech, love, and longing are the only true lights in this nocturnal interior. The work reads as a meditation on divided selves—one dreaming, one awake—both navigating the porous border between refuge and the outside world.







