I see the buildings frst. Then my eyes travel to the sky. Not sure if it's twilight and night. The moon anchors everything for me.
This image feels like one of my Strati paintings, layers of time, memory, and structure merging into one breath. The city dissolves like sediment, revealing the quiet pulse beneath the surface where light and shadow become one language.
I see the buildings frst. Then my eyes travel to the sky. Not sure if it's twilight and night. The moon anchors everything for me.
This image feels like one of my Strati paintings, layers of time, memory, and structure merging into one breath. The city dissolves like sediment, revealing the quiet pulse beneath the surface where light and shadow become one language.