A fluid watercolor on paper (Arches 140 lb, 26 × 36 cm), this piece presents a face dissolving at the edge of perception. Soft washes and drifting pigments replace structure, allowing form to emerge and recede at once. The green eyes flicker as unstable points of awareness, while color moves freely, like weather rather than anatomy. The work lingers in a quiet space between presence and disappearance, where identity feels momentary and unresolved.ct such as sizing, material, care instructions and cleaning instructions.
Green eyes glitch
Vision
Nothing here insists on being a face anymore. The image behaves like a soft malfunction in perception—a brief shimmer where form tries to occur and then thinks better of it. Color drifts in slow, uncertain currents: rose thinning into breath, violet collapsing into itself, ember dissolving at the edges like a thought losing its sentence.
The double eyes are no longer eyes but two green ruptures in the field, misaligned apertures where awareness leaks through. They do not look; they flicker. They do not witness; they glitch. Vision becomes a trembling phenomenon rather than a function.
The pigments move with the logic of weather rather than anatomy. They seep, bloom, hesitate. They forget their borders. The paper beneath them is a quiet metaphysical plane—white, listening, absorbing the moment of becoming without demanding resolution.
Nothing stabilizes. Everything hovers. The work exists in that delicate interval between appearance and erasure, where identity is only a rumor carried by color.