A cluster of figures leans together in close, almost conspiratorial proximity, their forms overlapping and interlocking until it's hard to tell where one ends and another begins. Rounded, watchful marks recur throughout the canvas like eyes, or moons, or something quietly keeping track, a soft rhythm that ties the composition together even as the bodies themselves fracture into planes and angles.
There's a push and pull between structure and softness here: hard, architectural lines carve the figures into geometric fragments, while the surface underneath stays warm and worked, thick with the evidence of the hand that made it. The mood shifts as you move across the canvas — cool and shadowed on one side, warm and glowing on the other — as though the same gathering is being lit by two different suns.
P01026 holds a quiet intimacy, the kind that doesn't explain itself so much as let you sit inside it for a while.
