Small Cyclades

These are islands I did not try to describe, but places I listened to, where light, space, and time asked for less.

Amorgos appears as a vertical silence shaped by air and distance, Milos as softness worn gently by time and touch, and Sifnos as quiet balance, where forms seem to agree without effort.

Each work is painted slowly, allowing light to thin, edges to soften, and memory to remain in place of description.