Rust and Gold

Between gold and rust, there is only a breath. That of time passing and transforming everything it touches.

Rust is not an end. It is a transformation. Under time's bite, matter catches fire and becomes gold.

This canvas tells of that passage. Wear that becomes light, patina that becomes precious, like a memory that refuses to fade.

Matter, structural plaster, acrylic, gold leaf. Wabi-sabi. To paint the transformation. To sculpt the patina.