This painting is a storm caught mid-motion, its sweeping black arcs folding over each other like tidal waves colliding. The brushwork carries both weight and velocity, as if each stroke was hurled onto the canvas in a single breath. Dark pools bleed downward in heavy drips, echoing gravity’s pull, while the raw white ground feels almost blinding in contrast — a silence pressing against the chaos. It holds the energy of something primal, urgent, and uncontainable, like the physical trace of a struggle between control and release.
Acrylic paint on gallery box canvas. 40”x30”x1.5”. Edition 1 of 1.
To inquire about purchasing this painting, please do so by selecting the Contact link at the top of the page.
All paintings are signed on reverse. All paintings include certification of authenticity.
This painting is a storm caught mid-motion, its sweeping black arcs folding over each other like tidal waves colliding. The brushwork carries both weight and velocity, as if each stroke was hurled onto the canvas in a single breath. Dark pools bleed downward in heavy drips, echoing gravity’s pull, while the raw white ground feels almost blinding in contrast — a silence pressing against the chaos. It holds the energy of something primal, urgent, and uncontainable, like the physical trace of a struggle between control and release.
Acrylic paint on gallery box canvas. 40”x30”x1.5”. Edition 1 of 1.
To inquire about purchasing this painting, please do so by selecting the Contact link at the top of the page.
All paintings are signed on reverse. All paintings include certification of authenticity.
