This piece feels like the Pacific Northwest to me. Wet pavement. Moss climbing over abandoned things. Beauty and decay sitting right next to each other like they’ve made peace with it.

There are scratches, drips, buried marks, little fragments that feel almost like street noise or passing thoughts. I kept letting the painting get messy and then quiet again. That tension mattered more to me than making something polished.

The dark passages feel heavy and urban, but the greens keep pushing through anyway. That honestly feels true to life. Nature always trying to reclaim what we harden.

No. 3 of the Studio Study Series, this work leans into atmosphere, erosion, memory, and the strange tenderness hidden inside rough places.