In Oran’s chromatic universe, color is not merely applied—it is encountered, as though each hue were a fleeting entity with its own interior logic. His process unfolds in a space where the boundaries between inner and outer perception loosen, allowing the zeitgeist to seep in not as a theme but as a kind of ambient pressure, a subtle gravity. Colors arise like half-remembered signals: a soft resonance of collective moods, a pulse of cultural unrest, a drifting shimmer of the unspoken.