Untitled 93

This witty ink cartoon stages the city as a theatre of regulation and desire, where a towering traffic light presides like a civic totem over bodies made suddenly “too small” for the rules imposed on them. The cramped vertical composition funnels our gaze from the bureaucratic proclamation—“No tax on toy scooters”—down into the anxious curl of the central figure, whose childlike ride becomes a pointed emblem of adult precarity and escapism. Sparse linework and open paper space sharpen the satire: the humor lands lightly, yet it exposes how public order can infantilize the citizen while calling it freedom.