

The colors float in this finely split, delicate space—translucent layers of blue-gray, ochre, and dusty green create a special, almost silent atmosphere. Nothing screams or calls out to you. It is as if everything is breathing.
The works balance between the imaginative figurative and the purely material. The brushwork is both demanding and deliberate, and it is precisely in this intersection that a unique tension arises. It is as if the colors travel across the paper and form an image of time; a looseness of something incredibly tangible—but still so fragile.
The exhibition has an overall coherence. There is a certain rhythm in the repetition of the motifs in their measured variations—like a slow breath or a musical beat that holds the whole together. There is a poetic minimalism throughout all the works.