Untitled (The Hybrid)

A seated figure, etched in rhythmic, zebra-like bands, holds the space with a weary lucidity while a second presence—rendered as a dark silhouette—presses against him like an unspoken history. The tension between the patterned body and the void-like shadow turns identity into a layered construction: part testimony, part erasure, part protective armor. Around them, a field of ochres and schematic triangles reads like a palimpsest of signs—memory, culture, and coded language—suggesting that the self is continually rewritten by forces both intimate and communal.