Acrylic on canvas. 90cm x 120cm
With this piece, I felt drawn to something more restrained, almost quiet, but not empty. I worked in layers that partially hide each other, like something that was once solid but is now slowly dissolving. There’s a suggestion of structure here—maybe architecture, that it does not reveal itself.
The darker area on the right feels like a presence to me, something grounded, while the rest fades into lighter tones, as if memory or time is washing over it. The marks and textures move in different directions, creating tension between control and erosion.
When I look at it, I don’t see a specific place. I see something that used to be clear, now slipping out of focus—like a space you remember, but can’t quite reconstruct.
Acrylic on canvas. 90cm x 120cm
With this piece, I felt drawn to something more restrained, almost quiet, but not empty. I worked in layers that partially hide each other, like something that was once solid but is now slowly dissolving. There’s a suggestion of structure here—maybe architecture, that it does not reveal itself.
The darker area on the right feels like a presence to me, something grounded, while the rest fades into lighter tones, as if memory or time is washing over it. The marks and textures move in different directions, creating tension between control and erosion.
When I look at it, I don’t see a specific place. I see something that used to be clear, now slipping out of focus—like a space you remember, but can’t quite reconstruct.