Stressful Lines

This circular field of monochrome mark-making reads like a condensed cosmos, where layered arcs and whorls of ink stitch together a restless topography of thought. The composition’s centrifugal pull—tight spirals loosening into broader, wave-like bands—creates a sense of motion held in suspension, as if time were being gently wound and unwound across the surface. Subtle shifts in density, from packed hatchings to quieter passages, allow light to “breathe” through the graphite-dark tones, suggesting erosion, memory, and the patient labor of accumulation. In its disciplined repetition, the work becomes both map and meditation: an abstract cartography of inner weather made tangible through touch-like line.