Abstract
"Abstract" is a vivid collision of cosmic force and urban life, a piece where emotion overrides form, and color becomes narrative. This artwork is a fusion of chaos and control — a sun that doesn’t simply shine but devours the sky, and a city that casts long shadows in its wake.
At the heart of the painting is a fiery, solar explosion — a burning eye of orange and red, ringed by bright yellow, radiating energy. It’s both a celestial body and an inner eruption, like a soul aflame. Surrounding it, streaks of green, violet, and icy white burst and drip, evoking nature’s textures and tensions — forest, storm, and frost melting into one.
To the right, a sharp contrast: cold city structures rendered in gray, violet, and indigo. They loom like monoliths, emotionless and monolithic. Yet they are not still. Beneath them, miniature silhouettes of people walk, casting shadows on a reflective plane — maybe water, maybe memory, maybe the boundary between reality and dream.
The figures feel small, nearly lost, and their shadows reach toward the chaotic sun — as if caught between the mechanical calm of civilization and the raw power of nature or spirit.
Below, the reflection warps and blends — purples and blues dissolving into each other — suggesting that the truth of this world isn’t in its surface but its undercurrent.
This piece could be read as:
The awakening of inner light in a mechanized world
A meditation on humanity dwarfed by elemental power
A dreamspace where time, space, and logic melt like watercolor
"Abstract" doesn’t demand a single meaning. It invites the viewer to feel first, then interprand structure all converge — an explosion stilled in paint.
Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 20 X 16
"Abstract" is a vivid collision of cosmic force and urban life, a piece where emotion overrides form, and color becomes narrative. This artwork is a fusion of chaos and control — a sun that doesn’t simply shine but devours the sky, and a city that casts long shadows in its wake.
At the heart of the painting is a fiery, solar explosion — a burning eye of orange and red, ringed by bright yellow, radiating energy. It’s both a celestial body and an inner eruption, like a soul aflame. Surrounding it, streaks of green, violet, and icy white burst and drip, evoking nature’s textures and tensions — forest, storm, and frost melting into one.
To the right, a sharp contrast: cold city structures rendered in gray, violet, and indigo. They loom like monoliths, emotionless and monolithic. Yet they are not still. Beneath them, miniature silhouettes of people walk, casting shadows on a reflective plane — maybe water, maybe memory, maybe the boundary between reality and dream.
The figures feel small, nearly lost, and their shadows reach toward the chaotic sun — as if caught between the mechanical calm of civilization and the raw power of nature or spirit.
Below, the reflection warps and blends — purples and blues dissolving into each other — suggesting that the truth of this world isn’t in its surface but its undercurrent.
This piece could be read as:
The awakening of inner light in a mechanized world
A meditation on humanity dwarfed by elemental power
A dreamspace where time, space, and logic melt like watercolor
"Abstract" doesn’t demand a single meaning. It invites the viewer to feel first, then interprand structure all converge — an explosion stilled in paint.
Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 20 X 16
"Abstract" is a vivid collision of cosmic force and urban life, a piece where emotion overrides form, and color becomes narrative. This artwork is a fusion of chaos and control — a sun that doesn’t simply shine but devours the sky, and a city that casts long shadows in its wake.
At the heart of the painting is a fiery, solar explosion — a burning eye of orange and red, ringed by bright yellow, radiating energy. It’s both a celestial body and an inner eruption, like a soul aflame. Surrounding it, streaks of green, violet, and icy white burst and drip, evoking nature’s textures and tensions — forest, storm, and frost melting into one.
To the right, a sharp contrast: cold city structures rendered in gray, violet, and indigo. They loom like monoliths, emotionless and monolithic. Yet they are not still. Beneath them, miniature silhouettes of people walk, casting shadows on a reflective plane — maybe water, maybe memory, maybe the boundary between reality and dream.
The figures feel small, nearly lost, and their shadows reach toward the chaotic sun — as if caught between the mechanical calm of civilization and the raw power of nature or spirit.
Below, the reflection warps and blends — purples and blues dissolving into each other — suggesting that the truth of this world isn’t in its surface but its undercurrent.
This piece could be read as:
The awakening of inner light in a mechanized world
A meditation on humanity dwarfed by elemental power
A dreamspace where time, space, and logic melt like watercolor
"Abstract" doesn’t demand a single meaning. It invites the viewer to feel first, then interprand structure all converge — an explosion stilled in paint.
Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 20 X 16