Untitled 10 (The Red Collective)

Saturated in a fevered red that feels both ritualistic and alarm-like, the composition stages a dense gathering of figures that emerge and recede as if excavated from memory rather than plainly depicted. A rigid grid underlies the surface, suggesting systems—architecture, bureaucracy, history—against which the bodies press, dissolve, and re-form, turning the crowd into a single communal organism. The dark mass at the left reads like a shadowed consciousness or looming witness, while splatters and abrasions fracture the scene into pulses, making the image oscillate between lamentation and defiance.