Speaking of how it will be after 2026 – 40 × 40cm, acrylic on canvas
It does not look. It simply stands, oriented toward whatever light exists, unaware that the space around it has already been measured, designated, planned.
The geometry accumulates to one side, slabs, volumes, a mist that has settled rather than passed through. Conditions that predate the flower and will outlast it. It grows anyway, not in defiance, not in ignorance, but in the way that living things grow: because that is what they do, regardless of what has been decided about the land they are standing on.