This painting feels like a conversation between order and collapse — a field of disciplined lines trembling under the weight of something unspoken. The stark black and white palette creates a tension that is both cold and intimate, as though memory itself has been stripped down to rhythm and fracture. The repeated horizontal waves pulse like a heartbeat trying to remain steady while shadows invade from the edges, consuming clarity in slow motion. There’s a quiet loneliness in its precision, but also resilience: even where the image distorts and breaks apart, the lines continue forward, refusing silence.
Acrylic paint on gallery box canvas in a wood float frame. 20”x16”x1.5”. Edition 1 of 1.
All paintings are signed on reverse. All paintings include certification of authenticity.
This painting feels like a conversation between order and collapse — a field of disciplined lines trembling under the weight of something unspoken. The stark black and white palette creates a tension that is both cold and intimate, as though memory itself has been stripped down to rhythm and fracture. The repeated horizontal waves pulse like a heartbeat trying to remain steady while shadows invade from the edges, consuming clarity in slow motion. There’s a quiet loneliness in its precision, but also resilience: even where the image distorts and breaks apart, the lines continue forward, refusing silence.
Acrylic paint on gallery box canvas in a wood float frame. 20”x16”x1.5”. Edition 1 of 1.
All paintings are signed on reverse. All paintings include certification of authenticity.
