You expect it to—
but it stays low.

The city holds along the lower edge, compressed into a narrow band, while everything above it opens and remains untouched. Most of the surface is empty—light, worn, and uninterrupted.

What remains below is dense, controlled.
Structure is clear, but contained.

Nothing pushes upward.
Nothing expands.

The weight stays grounded, while the space above refuses to close.

Deep blues anchor the foreground, gold breaks through in fragments, and pale fields hold everything in balance without resolving it.

You don’t move into it.
You stay above it.

And that distance holds.

As a one-of-a-kind original, this piece doesn’t pull the viewer in.
It keeps them suspended—where scale, restraint, and space do the work.

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