In this collection, weightless layers of blue drift like breath across the canvas—translucent, luminous, dissolving the line between sky and water. Each work speaks of that fragile instant when one no longer knows where the reflection begins and the horizon ends, when all boundaries melt and everything flows into one another.

Flocks of birds circle slowly in the evening sky, stitching motion into stillness. Clouds, delicate as veils, unfurl across the heavens. And through it all runs the quiet pulse of time itself—summer after summer, returning like a memory made visible.