This piece is a chartreuse portal—alive, electric, and pulsing with the wild keycode of life. It leans into that vivid, nearly-unnatural green—the color of new shoots forcing their way out of the dark, of transformation mid-process. It’s not polite. It’s insistent.
 
The overlapping rectangles act like loose scaffolding, holding the space open just long enough for breath, or breakthrough. They float over a backdrop of weathered texture—like time pressed between layers, scraped and reworked until it holds the weight of memory. There’s yellow in here too, soft and tentative. And copper—the copper is everything. It’s not just detail; it’s a throughline. A mineral logic. Copper as conductor, copper as bloodline, copper as echo of every time you remembered you were still alive and chose to keep going.

This isn’t a static piece. It’s a threshold. A moment mid-pivot where you're not fully out of the old story, but you're already reaching toward the new one. The textures, the lines, the chartreuse glow—they’re all conspiring to get you unstuck. Built in layers of cold wax and oil painting, this work holds a tactile history of change—each surface a record of intention, revision, and emergence. Step through. The future’s wired in.
—Cait.Jewell