



A radiant core of molten oranges and golds blooms from the center, as if the canvas were holding a quiet combustion, while cooler blues and violets assemble at the edges like sentinels of shadow and distance. The composition is built from interlocking, tessellated planes that fracture space into a rhythmic pulse—each angled facet catching and redirecting light, turning heat into structure. This chromatic confrontation reads as a passage or threshold: warmth pressing outward, coolness resisting, suggesting the psyche’s oscillation between revelation and restraint. In its refusal of literal form, the work becomes an emotional architecture—an interior sunrise constructed from fragments of memory and sensation.







