

This work suspends a citylike mass between emergence and dissolution, where blocky silhouettes rise through veils of cobalt as if architecture were being remembered rather than seen. The saturated blues press down like night or deep water, while ruptures of green and embered orange flicker beneath the surface, suggesting human heat inside an otherwise impersonal grid. Its scraped, layered paint turns space into a palimpsest—light is not depicted so much as excavated—inviting the viewer to read the scene as a meditation on density, anonymity, and the fragile pulse of life within the built world.







