The Window Within

There is a place you have always known but rarely visited. Not distant — closer than thought. This work is the opening toward it. Standing before it, the eye finds no fixed point, no instruction. Only a field that shifts as you stay with it — colour moving from warmth into something deeper, and beneath that surface, the faint presence of language that cannot be read. It was written. It is there. But it has been given back to silence, so that what fills the space is not the artist’s words but your own. A window, not outward. Within.