Art Works

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HEIRLOOMS

Aliya Khan

Our memories are stored in objects—passed down, preserved, revered. In this painting, a woman dissolves into the very shelves that hold her family's legacy. Her identity becomes part of the inheritance: visible, but voiceless. The more we decorate her presence, the less we see her.
65 x 100 cm

Aliya Khan

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STATION VIDE

Élise Moreau

I have always been drawn to emptiness—not absence, but the kind of silence that hums. This metro station was full of light but void of people. The lights did not flicker. The train did not come. Only reflections. Only electricity running with nowhere to go. I stood at the edge of the platform, not to leave, but to witness the moment a city pauses its breath. The loneliness here wasn’t cold. It was structured. Designed. And I wanted to paint it as it was: bright, vast, and completely still.
75 x 100 cm

Élise Moreau

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BEFORE THE WORD BROKE

Kazuo Takanashi

There was once a word I needed to say. I almost did. This is what remained. The form resembles kanji, but means nothing. It is a letter sent but never received. I painted it not to say something—but to let go of saying. It is not a symbol. It is the silence that survives a symbol.
80 x 80 cm

Kazuo Takanashi

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WHISPERS BENEATH THE FLOW

Kazuo Takanashi

This work was made after a night of thunder but no rain. The clouds passed, but something stayed in the air—like tension that never left the body. The gold marks are not lines. They are vibrations. They follow no path. They remember no form. This scroll is a breath drawn in… but not yet released.
105 x 70 cm

Kazuo Takanashi

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FORM BEFORE MEANING

Kazuo Takanashi

I do not remember the movement that made this. I only remember the breath before it, and the silence after. The ink did not fall. It leapt. This shape is not a gesture—it is what remains after one. It is the evidence of decision, not the decision itself. There are no corrections here. Only permission.
60 x 90 cm

Kazuo Takanashi