where it began
Not really about space. About distance between people. The red planet is anger or Mars or my father. The gradient one is a feeling I can't name - starts cold, ends warm, never settles.
how it lives
Acrylic on canvas
The little blue one is hope or Earth or a pill. Painted it during lockdown when everyone felt like they were floating in separate voids.
22" x 30" Available
emergence
The black isn't empty - built it up in layers, there's purple and blue under there. Space isn't empty either, just looks that way. We're all celestial bodies pretending we're not alone.
CELESTIAL
Bodies
2024
"Distance measured in desire"