Portraits of presence.
Layered, imperfect, and still unfolding.

Each of these paintings traces the shifting terrain of time, emotion, and memory. Layers of marks, ink, brush, and brayer-rolled paint build surfaces that both conceal and reveal what lies beneath.

The marks are not representations but residues — fragments of becoming. In their textures, there is something said of ageing, of what endures and what fades. Each piece records a moment of discovery, a quiet conversation between intention and chance.

In the end, these works are not portraits of how one looks, but of how we have lived — layered, imperfect, and still unfolding.