Untitled Watercolor Figurative Painting

A solitary, headlike silhouette rises from a misted ground, its interior mottled with oxidized blues and earthen reds as if memory itself has corroded into pigment. The soft gray field is punctured by drifting yellow blooms—at once spores, embers, and distant stars—creating a quiet tension between contamination and illumination. Subtle veils and bleed marks collapse figure and atmosphere into a single weather system, suggesting an identity being slowly rewritten by time, exposure, and unseen forces. In this suspended, nearly clinical calm, the work reads as a meditation on endurance: the self as a porous archive where damage and radiance coexist.