

Broad, atmospheric fields of rust-orange and ember red hover like tectonic plates over a cooler undercurrent, where whites and aquas bloom into a fragile, sea-like luminosity. A decisive vertical streak cleaves the composition, turning the painting into a scene of passage—an incision between heat and cool, weight and drift—while smoky greys soften the collision into memory rather than impact. The work reads as an interior landscape of transition: containment giving way to release, as if the surface is quietly recording the moment a boundary dissolves and a new space is allowed to breathe.







