Untitled 110 (Serene Reflections)

A pale wash of aqueous blue spreads like a held breath across the paper, creating a quiet field where space feels more remembered than described. Sparse marks—an oblique, striped shard drifting near the top and a heavier, ink-dark gesture anchoring the lower edge—establish a delicate tension between weight and levitation, presence and disappearance. On the right, faint handwritten traces read as half-erased testimony, suggesting a diary of sensation where language dissolves into atmosphere. The work becomes a meditation on the fragility of attention: how meaning gathers briefly in marks, then recedes into light.