It doesn’t land all at once.
It starts as a trace — a line, a mark, a fragment of something that used to feel natural… and is slowly finding its way back.
This piece moves like that.
Light, searching lines drift across the surface, circling, repeating, remembering. Forms appear and dissolve. Nothing is fixed for long. Even the darker shapes don’t weigh it down — they anchor just enough to let everything else lift.
There’s space here. Room to move. Room to try again.
Not quite flight yet… but the body remembers how.
- Subject Matter: Abstract geometric,
- Collections: Large Size, LAYERED PAPER, Textured, Layered Paper Board, White Collection