Water, Salt, and Flesh, the base elements to our existence. Our bodies, like the earth, are shaped by time, memory, and the tides. The raw canvas, left exposed, becomes a surface of excavation, a skin of its own. Within the work, the presence of form gently underscores the circular power of creation- the unfinished imperfections of life, birth and death - mirrored against the eternal rhythm of the waves.
Two central themes guided this work: the unfinished and perception. There is no invitation here, only a command—
see it, sit with it, return to it.
At first, it resists. The gaze wavers, not immediately settled by the colors, the textures, the way the water alludes to be seen from beneath rather than above. I wanted this to be a piece you wrestle with, something that does not submit immediately but unfolds over time, and like the ocean, it asks you to come back, again and again and again.
