Untitled 9 (Abstract Landscape)

A molten field of reds and ember-browns builds a dense, city-like lattice, as if memory has hardened into architecture and then begun to flake away. At the center, a vertical spill of pale light cleaves the composition—part wound, part revelation—pulling the eye through layers of scraped pigment and submerged geometry. The interplay between opaque blocks and eroded, dripping surfaces suggests a tension between containment and release, where heat becomes both atmosphere and metaphor for transformation. In this scorched palette, the work feels like an urban dusk turned inward, holding both urgency and quiet endurance.