Interlude

Between the breaking and the fading,

there is a pause. Not stillness,

but something held.

Something waiting.

This zone offers a quiet pivot.

Small-scale works,

restrained palettes,

and gentle tensions invite the viewer to listen differently.

Here, memory doesn't shout,

it hums,

color recedes, 

form softens,

and meaning slips sideways,

each piece is a breath between ruptures.

Amoment of emotional recalibration.