In Conscientious Inconsistency, memory is embedded like sediment — layer upon layer of muted codes and textures. The countless small brushstrokes resemble an archaeological field, where forms emerge like excavated relics. Pale biomorphic shapes pulse gently, resisting clarity, suggesting expressions still forming. The faint green vertical interrupts the rhythm — a sign of intentional disruption, a mark of thought. Here, the painting holds tension between structure and intuition, between what is preserved and what eludes naming — a site where memory ceases being record and becomes quiet metaphor.