Untitled 2 (The Inner World)

In this spare, luminous composition, a peeled banana becomes an improbable sanctuary—its pale skin unfurling like protective drapery around a dense, seedlike core of interlaced forms. Two small, nude figures punctuate the fruit’s quiet monumentality: one curls inward atop the crown in a posture of retreat, while the other strains upward at the edge, as if hauling desire, hunger, or consciousness itself from the body’s sweetness. The restrained palette and meticulous linework heighten a sense of clinical tenderness, turning the banana into a symbolic vessel where vulnerability and sustenance, innocence and consumption, coexist without resolution.