In Blue Matrix, I strip away the maximalism and surreal color play of my earlier work to focus on a singular force: blue. This series marks a deliberate shift—toward restraint, toward clarity, toward the essential.
Blue here is not a background; it’s an active field, a charged void that holds and contains each form. It is atmosphere, tension, and temperature. It’s the matrix in which these subjects are suspended—part wound, part relic, part flesh, part fetish.
They hover between abstraction and the body, echoing desire, decay, and transformation. The blue holds them in place but also reveals their fragility.
Where my previous work erupted in saturated fantasies, Blue Matrix pares down. It meditates on what remains when color recedes and one tone dominates. It’s an exercise in control, and a confrontation with the raw, bodily nature of form itself.
Blue is cold, but it is not distant.
It’s intimate. It seeps in.