Chaos Astray, 2026

9" x 12" Watercolor on Paper; unframed.

In Chaos Astray mass of faces emerges from a tangled body of roots and bark, as though an entire forest has learned to remember. Eyes glint from the darkness—some hollow, some burning—suggesting identities trapped within a single, ancient organism. The composition feels claustrophobic and recursive, with no clear boundary between individual and collective, past and present. This is chaos not as sudden violence, but as slow entanglement: a loss of self through accumulation, where too many voices speak at once and none can fully break free.