

This work assembles a dense mosaic of red-ochre fields, as if fragments of an urban map and an archaeological tablet were pressed into a single skin of paint. Repeated dots, ridges, and incised grids create a tactile rhythm that moves between order and rupture, suggesting systems—codes, streets, memories—trying to hold their shape under heat. The palette’s smoldering intensity reads like stored combustion, turning the surface into a site where time accumulates in layers and the eye excavates meaning through texture rather than narrative. In its quiet insistence, the piece proposes abstraction as a kind of living architecture: both shelter and record, simultaneously built and eroded.