Untitled 47 (Hidden Depths)

This monochrome composition stages a suspended, butterfly-like core against a mist of marks and half-erased symbols, as though memory itself were being revised in real time. The striped vertical conduit and looping tail behave like a lifeline—part tether, part pulse—stitching together planes of geometry, drifting calligraphy, and smudged atmospheres into a single nervous system. Between the crisp triangles and the vaporous grays, the work holds a tension between order and dissolution, suggesting a self in metamorphosis, navigating the static of information toward a moment of clarity.