It doesn’t spread—
it rises through the surface.

The city is no longer laid out. It’s pulled upward, compressed into vertical lines that cut through the image with force. Structure is still there—but it’s been reorganized into movement.

Nothing feels stable.
Nothing sits flat.

Color builds in depth—blues, reds, gold—layered thick, resisting clarity. The surface becomes dense, almost architectural in itself.

The vertical elements hold the eye.
They don’t release it.

Below, fragments of the city remain—arches, curves—but they no longer define the space. They support it.

This is not a landscape.
It’s an elevation.

You don’t move across it.
You move up through it.

As a one-of-a-kind original, this piece doesn’t settle into a room.
It pulls it upward—through structure that transforms into energy.

Available by private inquiry.