In Falling out of love with you, this tension comes into sharper focus, a gowned and gloved figure—noirishly stylized, the very projection of desire—gazing across the harbour toward Manhattan, a single longstemmed rose in hand. Looser, prosaic florals anchor the edges of the canvas, set against a patchwork of crimsons and golds. These arrangements puncture the shield of night, suggesting a scene about to end, the veil of darkness giving way to other forms of beauty—perhaps less precise in their elegance—but awaiting us regardless.

—text excerpt, Matthew Hyland, 2021