Untitled 7 (Through the Looking Glass)

This triptych reads like a sequence of quiet confinements: three square chambers held shut by an emphatic X, turning each scene into an image under erasure—present, yet withheld. In the left panel, wing-like folds and stippled ground suggest a bodily or ornamental memory pinned in place; the center’s softened, petal-like geometry becomes a meditation on interiority, as if the work pauses on the threshold between bloom and bruise. The right panel shifts to a near-domestic diagram—small squares, horizon lines, and looping wires—where order and tangle coexist, implying that systems meant to contain experience often become its most intimate labyrinth.