Submersion

A young boy reaches upward from textured stone, his small hand extended toward something beyond vision. Behind him, suspended within watery depths, a woman floats in mysterious surrender—her face obscured by foam, bubbles, or perhaps the dissolution of memory itself. A white dove soars through the composition, wings spread in flight between earth and water, between loss and hope. The palette moves from weathered stone grays and aged turquoise to aquatic teals, golden ochre, and chalky whites. Heavy texture creates actual depth where water meets stone, while alcohol inks suggest the fluid boundary between drowning and dreaming. The bird becomes messenger, the boy becomes witness, the woman becomes everything submerged and unspoken.