Untitled 70 (The Devaluation Blues)

Rendered in spare, ink-driven linework, this satirical vignette stages an unequal duet: a stiff, suited figure looms with bureaucratic composure while a gaunt, bristling counterpart—nearly swallowed by empty space and jagged hatching—embodies precarity made visible. The composition weaponizes scale and typography, letting the inflated speech dominate the page as a kind of institutional fog, where “devaluation” becomes both economic event and moral alibi. Small props—a cup, scattered coins, the blunt headline—anchor the humor in daily survival, turning the cartoon’s wit into a quiet indictment of how polished language sanitizes hardship.