The largest work in the exhibition — and the most personal. Light fractures into triangles across baroque stone. Not by accident. The fragments form a quiet pyramid — a reference to the Holy Trinity — drawing the eye upward toward a sky that has no fixed form. Paradise cannot be clearly imagined. Only approached. The blue is infinite. Distant. Sacred in the way that only deeply personal things can be sacred. This work took everything. Somewhere in the making of it, the painting stopped being about architecture and became about searching. The person who lives with this work will find that search still present in the surface — unresolved, luminous, and full of hope.
