Untitled (The Vaccination)

Against a field of ochre silence, a hulking, fallen black animal dominates the right side like a monument to mortality, its fur rendered with bruised, tactile gravity. To the left, a cluster of toy-like figures—part carnival, part authority—brandish instruments and props, their bright costumes and tiny scale turning solemnity into spectacle. The composition stages an uneasy imbalance: innocence performs, power postures, and the mute body becomes a dark mirror where curiosity and cruelty blur into the same gaze. In this compressed theater, the work asks whether our rituals of looking—documenting, diagnosing, “explaining”—are acts of care or simply another form of possession.