

A molten sun sinks into a band of violet silhouettes, its light diffusing through a saturated magenta sky as though memory itself were staining the air. The compressed horizon and grainy surface treatment collapse distance, turning the landscape into a threshold where forms read as both trees and figuresβan ambiguous procession between presence and disappearance. This restrained, almost cutout-like composition lets color carry the narrative: warmth erodes into shadow, suggesting the tender inevitability of endings and the quiet persistence of what remains unseen.







