Sultry
24 × 36 × 1.5 Inches, Acrylic on Linen - 2024
Light presses through fabric,
and the air holds its breath.
Color slides — red into amber,
amber into gold —
each hue dissolving,
each boundary blurred by heat.
She stands between glow and shadow,
the silk not hiding but remembering her.
A whisper of curve,
a trace of motion,
the body translated into light.
The room hums.
You can almost hear the warmth,
see it exhale across the surface.
Nothing burns here.
It only lingers —
slow, suspended,
as if the sun itself
had chosen to stay.
Collector Notes:
In Sultry, color becomes body. Layers of acrylic cascade across linen in molten gradients — deep reds softening into amber, then surrendering to gold. The surface appears to breathe, pigments gathering and slipping like silk drawn across skin. Light moves through the composition as though backlit from within, turning translucence into touch. Each passage of paint feels instinctive, inevitable — a choreography of heat and gravity. The work captures that suspended moment when radiance reveals form, not through outline but through presence. It is warmth made visible — luminous, languid, and quietly alive beneath the surface.
24 × 36 × 1.5 Inches, Acrylic on Linen - 2024
Light presses through fabric,
and the air holds its breath.
Color slides — red into amber,
amber into gold —
each hue dissolving,
each boundary blurred by heat.
She stands between glow and shadow,
the silk not hiding but remembering her.
A whisper of curve,
a trace of motion,
the body translated into light.
The room hums.
You can almost hear the warmth,
see it exhale across the surface.
Nothing burns here.
It only lingers —
slow, suspended,
as if the sun itself
had chosen to stay.
Collector Notes:
In Sultry, color becomes body. Layers of acrylic cascade across linen in molten gradients — deep reds softening into amber, then surrendering to gold. The surface appears to breathe, pigments gathering and slipping like silk drawn across skin. Light moves through the composition as though backlit from within, turning translucence into touch. Each passage of paint feels instinctive, inevitable — a choreography of heat and gravity. The work captures that suspended moment when radiance reveals form, not through outline but through presence. It is warmth made visible — luminous, languid, and quietly alive beneath the surface.