H 68.7 x W 55.0 x D 3.0 cm

Almost motionless, these works hold color the way a surface holds heat.

They evoke painting, yet are rooted in photography. In occupying that threshold, they refuse both: the documentary authority of the photograph and the expressive freedom of the painted surface. What remains is color. It does not confirm anything.

Color has always been presented as something shared. A common language, stable and legible, available to anyone who looks. This work proposes that this was never true. What passes for consensus is a fiction repeated often enough to feel like fact.

The titles name the colors. This is not a claim that can be verified.