



Passage
120 x 100 cm, Acrylic on canvas
"Passage" unfolds as a shifting landscape of colour, tension and movement. Fragmented organic forms drift through expansive blue fields while a dark linear structure cuts accros the composition, holding and dividing the space at once.
Built through layers of revision and interruption, the painting preserves traces of its own development. Rather than depicting a fixed image, it evokes a temporary state someting emmerging, disolving and carried forward




Immerse Yourself In
60 x 80 cm, Acrylic on canvas
An image like water, calm, deep and in constant motion.
The overlapping, swirling forms are reminescent of waves gently carrying away the old - out into the open, into the unknown. The rough teytures, the fractures in the image, speak of inner struggle, of the moment of holding on - yet the colour blue permeats everythinglike a proise of vastess, tranquility and clarity.
Between clarity and blurring - an image to immers oneself in.




Buy Me Time
60 x 80 cm, Acrylic on canvas
Golden circles spin in a sea of green - like sundials defying transience. "Buy MeTime" - a silent plea, an attempt to capture the moment as it inexorably slips away.
The colours flow as if they were memories, half-forgotten, half-alive. Brushstrokes like traces of time, settling in waves, interwoven yet never tangible. Can time be bought? Or can one only hope that it slows down for a moment?




Unfolding
80 x 60 cm, Acrylic on canvas
"Unfolding" emerges through movement, revision and layered gesture. Against an expansive blue field, fragmented marks drift between structure and dissolution, suggesting traces of something still in the process of becoming.
The work does not resolve into a fixed image, but remains open - suspended between memory, motion and perception.




What Silence Keeps
80 x 100 cm, Acrylic on canvas
Between sky and sea, a space emerges where memory is not told, but felt.
The landscape is not a place. It is a state of being—open, quiet, and constantly shifting. Light, colour, and the horizon become traces of what time cannot hold, yet quietly preserves within us.
Rather than looking at the sea, the painting invites us to enter the space it opens inside ourselves.