Conduit of Bloom is about emergence with direction—growth that doesn’t spread randomly, but rises through a channel. The composition gathers into a narrow passage where color concentrates: coral, violet, and deep blue threading upward like veins in stone or sap lines in a plant. A small orb-like form sits near the center as a seed or pause-point—something held—while the surrounding field stays spacious and weathered, as if the surface has been softened by time.
This painting doesn’t describe a flower. It describes the moment before bloom becomes visible—the inner movement that prepares it. The “conduit” is the threshold: where pressure becomes form, where what was dispersed becomes organized, where the unseen finally finds a path.