A circular field of pale green, white, and weathered grey, built in thick, broken strokes. Light moves across the surface the way weather moves through leaves — not a landscape, a climate. Small notes of rose and darker green sit in the paint like remembered color, not decoration.
One - meditative, gestural oil on canvas embedded with glass beads, made to hold a wall without asking the room to explain it. The circle keeps the energy turning. The impasto keeps it physical. It is meant to be lived with, not decoded.
A circular field of pale green, white, and weathered grey, built in thick, broken strokes. Light moves across the surface the way weather moves through leaves — not a landscape, a climate. Small notes of rose and darker green sit in the paint like remembered color, not decoration.
One - meditative, gestural oil on canvas embedded with glass beads, made to hold a wall without asking the room to explain it. The circle keeps the energy turning. The impasto keeps it physical. It is meant to be lived with, not decoded.
