Untitled 2 (Untitled (Landscape))

Built from fractured planes of ochre, rust, and earthen green, the composition reads like a landscape remembered rather than observed—fields and structures compressed into a mosaic of sensations. A ribbon of pale light snakes through the center, stitching the heavier masses together and implying a path, a border, or a fragile corridor of clarity amid dense, worked texture. The cool blue band above offers a brief breath of distance, yet it only sharpens the feeling that the ground is unstable, as if place itself is shifting under the pressure of time and labor. What emerges is a quiet meditation on habitation: the way land becomes geometry through use, and how memory turns geography into a map of emotional weight.