There is a particular kind of attention that children possess.
It has not yet learned efficiency.
It lingers.
It notices.
It follows a question a little farther than necessary.
The Architecture of Kindness began with that observation.
The paintings emerged through a process of looking rather than planning. Forms accumulated slowly. Shapes found their relationships. Space revealed itself one decision at a time.
Across these paintings, a young girl and a cat occupy the same world. Nothing dramatic happens. No great lesson is delivered. There are no heroes and no villains. Instead, the work dwells in small moments of presence, the kind that often pass unnoticed until we look back and realize they were there.
