

Set against a velvety black ground, the painting assembles scumbled ochres, a bruised red, and luminous turquoise into a tense architecture of overlapping planes, as if memory itself were being built and erased in the same breath. Thin white diagonals cut through the field like measured trajectories, lending the composition a sense of calibrationβan attempt to impose order on unruly, weathered surfaces. The abrasions, dry-brush drag, and layered translucencies create a palpable time-depth, where each block of color feels both a fragment of structure and a residue of impact. What emerges is a quiet drama of navigation: presence insisting through darkness, while the marks suggest crossings, interruptions, and the stubborn persistence of light.







