Untitled 21 (Golden Orb)

Set within a perfect circular field, the work radiates a sunlit yellow that feels less like pigment than atmosphere—an enclosing halo in which memory, architecture, and weather dissolve into one another. Beneath this luminous veil, pale greens and ghosted rectilinear forms hover like a half-erased blueprint, suggesting a city or interior space glimpsed through heat haze and time. Thin, dark linear marks near the lower register act as quiet anchors, measuring the otherwise drifting planes and introducing a restrained tension between structure and evaporation. The piece becomes a meditation on perception itself: how places persist not as fixed facts, but as layered impressions held inside a single, glowing breath.