A painting does not merely dissect a space; it measures time, extending it for those of us who linger and look, dissolving our distractions into its shadow and absorbing them into its colour. In these paintings, bold, vibrant objects are positioned with the calculated precision and assurance of a second dimension. Paint on palette, in its compelling malleability, is transferred to the canvas in considered strokes. Drapery hangs in folds lush as a forest. Saturn’s rings radiate next to amulets, ornaments, velveteen cases, playthings. Against the isolation of sombre expanses, the light is diffused, its fleeting glow interwoven with the gilded stillness of the works.