Like pieces of a forgotten puzzle, each element seeks connection, embodying a balance between separation and unity. Alone, they are fragments; together, they become a landscape of abstract hieroglyphs, marking a language without words—a narrative felt rather than understood.

The act of painting feels like piecing together the inexplicable, layering remnants of thought, gesture, and memory. An elusive image emerges, only to blur at the edges, a reminder of our own fragmented sense of self. It is a meditation on wholeness found within brokenness, the harmony that exists amid disarray.

Constantly, the process shifts—a play of light and shadow, of substance and absence. Each stroke is both a creation and an erasure, a tension between what is revealed and what is concealed. The images echo and distort, a dialogue between presence and void, between the seen and the unseen.