Two brushstrokes meet — vertically, horizontally. Where they intersect, a center of gravity and presence emerges. Around the intersection: nothing. Just the warm, vibrant Washi paper. The imperfections are intentional. The brush has left white marks, the texture is visible through the marker. It is in these details that the work breathes. An anchor. Still.
All Original Artwork is delivered mat mounted and unframed. Worldwide shipping.
