This painting is like a city that exists not on a map but in feeling-an abstract metropolis of colour, texture and memory. It is made up of a grid of planes and patches, merging into something that feels as alive as it is weathered. The paint is applied thickly, almost sculpted, making the surface tactile and tangible. Each cube seems like a building, a window, an echo of something once built, smashed, and resurrected.
On the left, deep night-blue tones dominate, with accents of vermillion red and dark green-as if the city were sleeping there, in the shadows of night. But towards the centre and right, the canvas ignites: planes in bright orange, fiery reds, sunny yellows and brittle whites seem to light up like windows of a city at sunset. The energy shifts-from mysterious and closed to warm and open, as if transitioning from silence to life.
The irregularity of the grid, the craquelé and cracks in the paint, give the work character: this is not a perfect world. It is a place that has lived. A painting that feels like an old wall in a forgotten neighbourhood, where layers of time have been painted over each other-sometimes carelessly, sometimes with love.
The work exudes urbanity, but also emotion. An interplay between structure and freedom, between the architecture of the visual and the spontaneity of the painterly gesture. You keep looking, groping with your eyes over the blemishes, looking for what it tells-or what you read into it.
Conceived by ThetaGlitch, visualized with AI.
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