



Bathed in a field of incandescent red, two faceted figures lean toward one another as if sharing breath, their bodies assembled from translucent planes that make intimacy feel both fragile and architectural. The angular profiles and overlapping hands create a quiet choreography of approach and retreat, where touch is suggested through layered color rather than literal contact. Warm oranges and ochres pulse like heat under skin, while the fractured, mosaic-like passages imply memoryβlove experienced as something continually reassembled, tenderly incomplete yet insistently present.







