Untitled Ii (Fractured Self) Watercolor Fantasy Painting

A solitary figure folds into itself, the warm, flesh-toned body suspended within an architecture of cool blues and translucent grids, as if intimacy has been translated into circuitry. The composition oscillates between tenderness and containment: limbs are rendered with sensual realism yet interrupted by hard-edged planes and serial dots that read like measurements, pulse marks, or counting devices. Light behaves like a veil—washing, filtering, and fragmenting the body—suggesting the modern condition of being both seen and edited, present yet partitioned. In this tension, the work becomes a quiet meditation on vulnerability: the human form persists, but only through the strict, impersonal language of structure.