

Set against a densely worked crimson ground, the bull advances as both icon and instrument—its body segmented into a pale, mask-like forequarter and a darker flank alive with calligraphic marks, as if flesh has become a ledger of memory and ritual. The flattened, cubist contour compresses depth into emblematic force, while the stark horn and eye sharpen the animal into a deliberate symbol of will, sacrifice, and endurance. A ghostly handprint within the luminous shoulder reads like a talismanic imprint—human presence inscribed onto instinct—suggesting that what moves forward here is not only a beast, but a history carried under skin.







