Untitled 24 (Still Life with Woman and Apple)

A charcoal-soft nude reclines on an oversized plate, her body rendered in hushed greys that read as both tenderness and depletion, while a startling red apple masks the head—desire, temptation, or self-erasure condensed into a single saturated wound of color. Above, a neat row of banana peels marked with the days of the week becomes a fragile calendar, turning routine into a suspended countdown and domestic timekeeping into quiet surveillance. The empty white field functions like silence, amplifying the still life’s unsettling humor: a fork and knife wait below as if for a meal, suggesting how the body—especially the resting body—can be viewed, scheduled, and consumed by expectation.