



A tender encounter is distilled into a mosaic of ochres, rusts, and muted blues, where two bodies appear less drawn than remembered—assembled from fragments of sensation and time. The interlocking planes compress space into an intimate chamber, dissolving clear boundaries so that skin, shadow, and surrounding air share the same porous surface. Warm, earthen light seems to rise from within the pigments, suggesting desire as a slow-burning atmosphere rather than a single gesture, while the roughened edges and layered marks imply the vulnerability of closeness—how it is built, revised, and held together by touch.







