This painting is like a storm caught mid-breath, its weight pressing heavy yet alive with motion. The great black arcs twist and writhe like creatures of shadow, bound and unbound all at once, looping over themselves in endless knots. The paint bleeds and drips as if the form is too fierce to be contained, its energy spilling into the quiet white around it. There’s something primal here—part fury, part rhythm—like the heartbeat of chaos itself, both brutal and strangely graceful, as if destruction and creation are locked in the same embrace.
Acrylic paint on gallery box canvas. 48”x36”x1.5”. Edition 1 of 1.
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All paintings are signed on reverse. All paintings include certification of authenticity.
This painting is like a storm caught mid-breath, its weight pressing heavy yet alive with motion. The great black arcs twist and writhe like creatures of shadow, bound and unbound all at once, looping over themselves in endless knots. The paint bleeds and drips as if the form is too fierce to be contained, its energy spilling into the quiet white around it. There’s something primal here—part fury, part rhythm—like the heartbeat of chaos itself, both brutal and strangely graceful, as if destruction and creation are locked in the same embrace.
Acrylic paint on gallery box canvas. 48”x36”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.
