The Threshold & the Orchard

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About the Work Skulls entered my work gradually. Not as symbols I chose, but as forms that kept returning. Again and again, when I tried to paint anything else, bone appeared. Structure. Emptiness. The architecture beneath the face. Over time I stopped treating them as images of death and began to understand them as vessels. The skull is what remains when everything unnecessary falls away. It is the simplest shape of a being. It holds memory without expression, history without story. It is both intimate and anonymous. Working with skulls became less an aesthetic decision and more a way of listening. Each one marked a threshold in my own life. Illness. Loss. Relationship. Descent. Periods whe

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