



Suspended in a hush of empty space, a human figure—tattooed with repeating marks like coded speech—stands atop a precarious cairn while microphones bloom around him as if attention itself has become a tether. The lion’s hindquarters dissolve into bundled cables that arc toward the speaker’s body, suggesting a transfer of instinct into circuitry, and of wild power into managed signal. The soft, watercolor atmosphere belies a sharper allegory: voice is amplified, but also extracted, until the creature’s strength is rerouted into a spectacle of control. In this delicate imbalance between pedestal and prey, the work stages modern authority as a performance wired to the very vitality it claims to represent.







