There's A Ghost In The Marigolds Again

There’s a ghost In the marigolds again.
18x24"
Watercolor, Charcoal, Ink
 
This piece imagines a quiet confrontation between presence and erasure. A sitting figure—partly solid, partly void—appears absorbed into a courtyard of marigolds and layered vegetation. Where a face might be there is darkness, reflective and unreadable, suggesting a self hollowed out.
 
The garden functions as refuge - its lush, saturated colors contrast with the figure’s obscured identity. Marigolds, often associated with mourning and remembrance, anchor the scene in ritual and grief, while the cascading foliage above feels almost overwhelming—beautiful, but heavy.
 
Rather than depicting a literal ghost, the painting suggests a psychological one: a lingering self, a loss, or a past that cannot be escaped.