These sharp oil-on-velvet paintings demand a certain physical distancing that echoes this noli me tangere era. The continuation of an exploration of texture and surface is now emphasized with a testament to a precious upcycle of a recycle, and an impasto of enforced caution. These ersatz-Euro time travellers intend to hover far from where and when they were created. The toasting of Burgundy, the imbibe of agave spirit, the transport to Milanese melancholy, and yes, the pop of Portofino —are celebrated with the after-party of these surface-object punk-elegant mosaics.