I’ve always been drawn to the space between fading layers and textures. This image holds that tension quietly. It's one of the more intimate pieces from the series, and seeing it framed brings something new forward.
          
          
          
          I made that yellow stroke months ago—then forgot it. Weeks later, on a walk, this flower caught the same tone. I shot it and brought the two together.
I’m thinking about what remains. About layers of gesture and attention. This is part of a new series exploring presence and residue.
          
          
          
          Composed from fragments gathered over time, this piece begins the new series and reflects my slow-layering practice—merging fine floral details with bold, contrasting brushstrokes.
          
          
        
        
        
        
        
        I’ve always been drawn to the space between fading layers and textures. This image holds that tension quietly. It's one of the more intimate pieces from the series, and seeing it framed brings something new forward.
I made that yellow stroke months ago—then forgot it. Weeks later, on a walk, this flower caught the same tone. I shot it and brought the two together.
I’m thinking about what remains. About layers of gesture and attention. This is part of a new series exploring presence and residue.
Composed from fragments gathered over time, this piece begins the new series and reflects my slow-layering practice—merging fine floral details with bold, contrasting brushstrokes.