The gesture is quiet, slightly tense. The surface - like flesh - absorbs everything. On the threshold between control and capitulation.
Her leaning becomes the catalyst?
Stillness causes collapse? Or rebirth?
A slow question, an invitation. Her body, fluid, fragile, presses into the space around her. Ink flows like breath across her skin, accumulating where desire interrupts form.
Ink, charcoal, rice paper.
105 × 127 cm
380 g/m² – 100% coton
All my drawings are done not being stretched on frames, leaving them breathing and freely moving…
The gesture is quiet, slightly tense. The surface - like flesh - absorbs everything. On the threshold between control and capitulation.
Her leaning becomes the catalyst?
Stillness causes collapse? Or rebirth?
A slow question, an invitation. Her body, fluid, fragile, presses into the space around her. Ink flows like breath across her skin, accumulating where desire interrupts form.
Ink, charcoal, rice paper.
105 × 127 cm
380 g/m² – 100% coton
All my drawings are done not being stretched on frames, leaving them breathing and freely moving…
Image 1 sur 18
Image 2 sur 18
Image 3 sur 18
Image 4 sur 18
Image 5 sur 18
Image 6 sur 18
Image 7 sur 18
Image 8 sur 18
Image 9 sur 18
Image 10 sur 18
Image 11 sur 18
Image 12 sur 18
Image 13 sur 18
Image 14 sur 18
Image 15 sur 18
Image 16 sur 18
Image 17 sur 18
Image 18 sur 18