Untitled

A close study of a weathered architectural surface — the chevron formed by two walls meeting at a corner, layers of paint and plaster peeling back to reveal what's underneath. The composition is precise and formal, the geometry of the corner anchoring an image that is otherwise entirely about surface, texture, and the slow work of time.
The piece is untitled deliberately. It doesn't ask to be read through a conceptual framework — it asks to be looked at. The warm rosy tones of the exposed plaster, the remnants of color at the apex, the way the image fills the black frame with quiet intensity. What human hands built and what time has done to it since exist here without hierarchy, each as present as the other.