



Suspended in a rose-lilac haze, the composition drifts like a half-remembered garden seen through waterβpetal-like blooms and scattered constellations of dots forming a tender, unstable rhythm. Crimson, fishlike arcs glide across the surface, their motion countered by vertical, inky columns that anchor the eye and suggest the tension between instinctive drift and quiet structure. The paint alternates between translucent veils and thicker impastos, allowing light to seep through as if memory itself were layeredβsoftened, revised, and made luminous. What emerges is a meditation on fleeting vitality: a choreography of blossoms and currents where life is felt most intensely in its dissolution.







