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This work belongs to an earlier period in my practice. I painted it at a time when I had just begun to sense that there might be some hidden structure, some deeper coherence, lying behind the visible surface of the world. It was a moment of discovery, when I first felt that the chaos of experience might be underpinned by something quieter and more ordered, even if that order remained out of reach.

Looking back now, I see a kind of innocence in this piece. There is something almost naive about its trust in that underlying harmony. Although the text is illegible, the composition radiates a sense of calm and balance. It feels peaceful to me. At the time, I believe I was searching for that peace through the act of stepping away from language. Not abandoning it entirely, but moving beyond its noise, its rules, its insistence on clarity and precision.

For me, the experience of transcending language holds the possibility of stillness. A kind of silence that allows a larger or more essential truth to emerge. When we are no longer confined by grammar, no longer locked into predefined meanings and semantic structures, there is a space that opens. And in that space, something else may become visible. Something we could not access when language was still directing the terms of our encounter.

This work, then, is not about escaping language, but about loosening its grip. It is about creating a moment in which meaning is not delivered, but sensed. A moment in which the absence of clarity allows for a different kind of presence. One that feels less like explanation, and more like recognition.