Untitled 11 (The Cosmic Jester)

This graphite and ink figure reads like a hybrid idol—part mask, part body—assembled from repeating triangles, pores, and stitched marks that turn the skin into a living map. The composition compresses upward, crowned by a single, watchful eye, while darker pools at the base anchor the form in a simmering underworld, as if instinct and memory congeal beneath consciousness. Floating squares and wandering tendrils interrupt the silhouette like stray thoughts, suggesting a psyche in active construction—at once protected by pattern and unsettled by what seeps through its seams. The spare monochrome heightens the tension between clarity and erasure, making the work feel simultaneously intimate, totemic, and slightly uncanny.