Untitled 7 Watercolor Abstract Painting

A vast, green-black sky presses down like a held breath, its dense wash countered by a thin, pale band of horizon that reads as both shoreline and threshold. Within this compressed space, the tapered vertical form—part pylon, part sail—anchors the composition and turns the landscape into a quiet field of tensions: engineered geometry set against softened hills and drifting atmospheric haze. Muted earth tones and bruised blues dissolve edges, suggesting memory rather than documentation, as if the scene were being recalled through distance, weather, and time. The work ultimately meditates on modern presence in open terrain—how structures arrive, not with noise, but with a slow, inevitable gravity.