Bull Virile

This bull, fractured into cubist planes, feels less like an animal than a vessel of compressed will—its body mottled with pale blues and earthen traces, as if memory has been layered and sanded into the hide. The single red horn slices the darkness like a flare, turning the void into a stage where restraint and ferocity negotiate in silence. By pressing the figure forward and dissolving its contours into textured geometry, the artist suggests power not as spectacle but as interior pressure—poised, contained, and intensely alive.