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As night deepens, consciousness drifts into the time of dreams, where time is no longer linear but dense and layered. In this space, past, present, and future overlap, forming sensations composed of emotional residue rather than narrative sequence. I translate this dream-time not through lines, but through texture and painterly density.

Dreams are not fixed places but relational fields where meaning and emotion remain in motion. Objects reflect one another, light drifts, and forms emerge through intervals and voids. The motif of the flower condenses this structure, functioning as a trace of time and an echo of lingering emotion.

My painting does not depict dreams, but constructs a space where time and sensation quietly reside—existing through atmosphere rather than explanation, like the familiar memory of a night once passed.