Untitled 307 (Vibrant Tapestry)

A field of molten coral and apricot light opens like a threshold, against which fractured planes of grey and ochre assemble into a precarious architecture of memory. The composition pivots on angular shards and a thin, wavering black line—part seam, part tremor—suggesting a mind trying to hold disparate sensations together before they dissolve. Soft veils of paint and scraped passages create a sense of time layered over time, where clarity arrives only in flashes, then retreats into haze. What emerges is not a place but a state: warmth and rupture coexisting, as if intimacy itself were being rebuilt from broken geometry.