Untitled 14 (Ethereal Horizons)

This work reads like a geological cross‑section of memory, where sedimented browns and ochres on the left accrete into tactile ridges, then dissolve toward a dense, engulfing darkness. A bruised band of green acts as a permeable threshold—half growth, half corrosion—suggesting nature’s insistence even as it is swallowed by shadow. The composition’s slow migration from illuminated texture to near-void turns space into a psychological field, staging an uneasy dialogue between what can be held in perception and what must remain unknowable.