Maryan Besaga

The space of the painting transforms into a field of inner struggle. Black and white penetrate one another, simultaneously destroying and reconstructing the structure. The painterly matter retains traces of collision — scratches, ruptures, layers, and fragments.

Within this almost monochromatic environment, a small red-orange impulse remains — like a fragment of vital energy that has survived the impact. Here, the struggle unfolds not only between light and darkness, but within the human being — between fear and the strength to endure, between destruction and the necessity of piecing oneself back together.