



A vast, lake-like field of blue anchors the composition, allowing fractured planes of ochre, viridian, and ember-red to orbit it like memories trying to assemble themselves into a coherent scene. Figures and objects—half-seen, half-invented—surface within the patchwork as if behind glass, their outlines interrupted by hard-edged geometry that both protects and fractures intimacy. The shifting textures (from matte swathes to patterned, almost textile fragments) create a rhythm of concealment and revelation, turning the work into a meditation on interior space: how the mind edits, collages, and re-colors lived experience. What emerges is a quiet tension between shelter and exposure, where vivid color becomes not decoration but emotional weather.







