Under the Ruins
18 W × 22 H cm

I treat this paper as a site of construction. I am not interested in describing a scene, but in building a structure out of pure, vibrating light. Working with tempera requires a certain fearlessness; its quick-drying nature forces me to be decisive, stacking one emotional brick on top of another until the surface begins to pulse.

In this piece, I wanted to explore the tension between deep, grounding shadows and the searing heat of the sun. The blacks and forest greens aren't just voids—they are the foundation upon which the reds and oranges dance. Every block of color is a choice to disrupt the space, to create a rhythm that feels both architectural and organic. There is no intended horizon line or secret subject to find; the 'truth' of the work is simply the energy of the pigment and the physical record of my hand moving across the surface. I want the viewer to stop looking for a 'thing' and start feeling the heat of the red against the cold of the blue. This is a map of a feeling, rendered in the language of light