Chaos or order? It depends on how you see it. The bold black strokes slash across white canvas like untamed energy captured mid-motion. At first glance, it looks like rebellion: ink spilling, paint dripping, lines colliding. But stare longer, and you’ll notice the rhythm.
A flow hidden inside the frenzy. A balance waiting to be discovered in the clash of extremes. That’s the power of this triptych: it doesn’t hand you a meaning. It challenges you to create one.
Hang it in your space, and it becomes a mirror, not of what the artist intended, but of who you are when you look at it. Are you the storm, or the calm that watches it? The chaos, or the architect inside it?
This three-piece abstract set refuses to whisper. It shouts. It demands attention. And every day you walk past it, you’ll feel that same surge, the reminder that beauty isn’t always polished. Sometimes it’s raw, unapologetic, and alive.
