In Continuum, I am examining time not as something that passes, but as something that gathers. Pools of time collect across the surface as moments settle into one another, overlap, and deepen. What appears still, carries movement. What feels immediate, holds residue. The canvas becomes a field where experience is absorbed.

Time, for me, is not measured but felt. It thickens in certain areas and thins in others. It lingers at the edges and presses toward the center. I work slowly, allowing the surfaces to build their own history. Color seeps in. Stains remain. Traces of marks move across the canvas, circling back. Each mark carries a memory of what came before it. The paintings are quiet studies of balance and pull, of returning and beginning again. Tensions shift across the surface like subtle currents. Shapes approach and recede.

Continuum suggests that nothing fully ends; it simply becomes. What has been, remains alive. What is coming, is already present. The work lives in that middle, where time pools, and life unfolds within it.