This painterly abstraction unfolds like a memory of landscape seen through moving water, where teal atmospheres and cream-clearings are continually interrupted by quick, earthy strokes that refuse to settle into a single reading. The composition is all current and countercurrent: ribboned marks and darker eddies braid across the surface, generating a restless sense of growth, erosion, and return. Flecks of violet and rust punctuate the cool field like pulses—signals that the work is less about place than about the sensation of being immersed in a living system that is always rearranging itself.