Alabaster. A bold dance of light and shadow. The sharp contrasts evoke strength and vulnerability, inviting viewers to explore balance and tension. A white form cuts through darkness and takes the centre. There is but a whisper of colour to soften it, only the raw linen where the paint stops. The composition is stripped to mass, edge, and the space between.

Cinnabar. A single vermillion thread runs the length of the composition, dropping from a dark square at the top. Below and to the right, a small block of red answers it. Everything else is white, grey and linen, holding still while the red moves.

Confluence. Two bands of blue sit at the edges of the larger forms, not touching, each pulling the eye toward the other. The linen shows through, unpainted, giving the ground its own weight. Nothing meets here, but everything leads somewhere.

Vantage. Plan and elevation collapsed into one surface. Fragments of building, wall and window accumulate without settling into a single view. Some forms are seen from above, others from the street.

Reverie. A quiet dialogue between form and emptiness. Soft blues and warm neutrals hold the upper field, while a heavy black shape anchors the lower right. Small dark marks drift across the pale ground, maybe birds, or not. Whatever the city was here, it has thinned out into something half remembered.

Zenith. A mass rises and holds the upper field. Its edge is stepped like a skyline seen against light. Below, warmer forms gather at the base, small and grounded, as if the city has been left behind at the point of ascent.

Meridian. Between one place and the next, there is always a line that has no name. This painting sits there, borders that shifts depending on where you stand.

Air. Loose forms, urban fragments, moments of breath between the marks.

Air. Loose forms, urban fragments, moments of breath between the marks.

Air. Loose forms, urban fragments, moments of breath between the marks.

Air. Loose forms, urban fragments, moments of breath between the marks.

Air. Loose forms, urban fragments, moments of breath between the marks.

Aether. Blush and charcoal — softness and edge held in the same breath.

Aether. Blush and charcoal — softness and edge held in the same breath.

Interval. Blush and blue, soft edges, a pause between one thing and the next.

Obsidian. Deep blue, fragments of terracotta — bold, grounded, unresolved.

Passage. A city corridor — black masses, pale light, and a single mark that might be a person.

Nocturne. Pale forms surfacing from deep black — a city seen from above, or from memory.

Fracture. Urban forms split by a line of pink — structure interrupted, still standing.

Fragment. Small in scale, considered in every mark. Ready to hang as found.