calm breakthrough
70x90cm
Ink on canvas
The yellow background glows like a warning light, yet the face in front of it is calm, steady, unwavering. Black lines tear through it, slice it apart, and yet it holds together—as if it has found its shape in the chaos.
The hair is a tangle of energy, a mesh growing outward, spilling beyond the boundaries of the face. Some lines drip like shadows, others are sharp, certain.
The expression is hard to read—seriousness, fatigue, maybe resignation? Or perhaps just pure presence, nothing more.
70x90cm
Ink on canvas
The yellow background glows like a warning light, yet the face in front of it is calm, steady, unwavering. Black lines tear through it, slice it apart, and yet it holds together—as if it has found its shape in the chaos.
The hair is a tangle of energy, a mesh growing outward, spilling beyond the boundaries of the face. Some lines drip like shadows, others are sharp, certain.
The expression is hard to read—seriousness, fatigue, maybe resignation? Or perhaps just pure presence, nothing more.
70x90cm
Ink on canvas
The yellow background glows like a warning light, yet the face in front of it is calm, steady, unwavering. Black lines tear through it, slice it apart, and yet it holds together—as if it has found its shape in the chaos.
The hair is a tangle of energy, a mesh growing outward, spilling beyond the boundaries of the face. Some lines drip like shadows, others are sharp, certain.
The expression is hard to read—seriousness, fatigue, maybe resignation? Or perhaps just pure presence, nothing more.