Drawns

Drawing here is a foundational act: the hand thinking directly on the paper, without a safety net, without the possibility of correction. These figures—bodies that fold, faces that dissolve, silhouettes that dance between the recognizable and the abstract—are born from the interplay between oil paint and the white surface, from the fire applied to cardboard, from the charcoal that caresses and wounds simultaneously.

Each drawing is an unadorned instant of truth, where the line seeks not so much to describe a form as to capture a state: the tension of a muscle, the weight of a thought, the lightness of what is about to disappear. The series is a visual diary of the human body as a changing territory.