Broad strokes slash across white ground, layered with splatters and drips that feel both unrestrained and deliberate. The black forms bend and collide, resembling fragments of calligraphy without ever resolving into language.
Their energy is physical, the kind of mark-making that feels born of movement more than design. The negative space becomes as important as the paint, carving pathways for the eye to follow and pauses to take in the silence between gestures.
Displayed in a pared-back interior, the contrast creates a striking centerpiece, sharpening the calm of minimal surroundings. In a creative studio, the raw motion of the strokes mirrors process and experimentation, amplifying the spirit of invention.
Even in a highly polished environment, the work interrupts perfection with grit and immediacy. What takes shape on the canvas is not a pattern but a pulse, rhythm captured in black and white, timeless yet always in motion.
