Untitled 16 (Suspended Form)

Two monumental, wing-like forms part around a narrow seam of light, as if an interior breath is prying open a dense, nocturnal envelope. The surface dissolves from velvety gradients into granular constellations, suggesting matter in the act of becoming—ash, pollen, or time itself—hovering between cohesion and dispersal. Below, a tangled, calligraphic root of marks anchors the levitation, turning the image into a meditation on emergence: a mind unfurling, a seed splitting, a threshold crossed with equal measures of tenderness and unease.