My work inhabits internal landscapes that cannot be fully remembered. They are fragmented, indistinct, and physically uncertain, yet carry a quiet familiarity, as if they belonged to experiences never lived. These spaces exist between memory and imagination.In black monochrome, I construct abstract paintings through impulsive layering, quiet accumulation, and careful revision. Acrylic, charcoal, and fluid marks gather and overlap, forming surfaces where shapes appear, shift, and dissolve. Black is both material and structure, a depth where time accumulates, and traces of my presence move across layers. The final image is free from external reference and follows my internal visual logic.These works suggest recollection without origin, like echoes of experiences that never occurred. I refuse visual explanation and verbal fixation, allowing the paintings to remain open, porous, and uncertain. Within their layered darkness, meaning drifts and reforms, perhaps allowing something faintly familiar to emerge.A place that cannot be fully named.A place that exists between clarity and dissolution