The smell was a mix of acrylic and burned motor oil.
My work emerges from the tension between the synthetic and the organic, the beautiful and the corrosive. I use acrylic paint as a symbol of control, aesthetics, and human intention. In contrast, I incorporate burned motor oil a dense, toxic substance steeped in mechanical history and decay. It carries the scent of movement, friction, and lives in transit.
The interaction between these materials is not meant to be harmonious, but provocative. Acrylic captures color and form; motor oil holds memory and destruction. Together, they create surfaces that aren’t just seen they’re felt, smelled, and sometimes resisted. This is an exploration of how waste can become language.