Untitled n°119

Untitled n°119 opens as a slow atmospheric ascent — a canvas built from the same patient, curled stroke as its recent companions, but here the movement is upward, lifting. Pale greens breathe into muted violets; soft yellows dissolve into aqueous blues. The colour hovers rather than settles, as if the surface itself were catching a passing breath.

At the lower edge, small traces of warm ochre and coral emerge briefly, like an ember remembering it once was fire. They do not insist. They surface, are witnessed, and let themselves be softened again by the cooler weave above.

The painting proposes a delicate meditation on lightness — not as absence of weight, but as the state that follows release. What has been carried is set down; what remains is luminous. In this quiet levity, the work continues the artist's inquiry into the dignity of the passage — this time, in the register of what remains after the passage has begun.