Control

Against a cool, porous turquoise field, the corpulent figure lounges with staged nonchalance, yet every contour—stitched from newsprint—betrays a life literally constructed by public narratives. The candy-striped shirt and crossed legs create a theatrical ease, while the grasped plunger-like tool and the cropped word “CONTROL” introduce a darker register of power: authority rendered both absurd and ominously intimate. Above, buoyant hot-air balloons drift like distant promises of escape, sharpening the irony that gravity, consumption, and social scrutiny keep the body—and the self—anchored. The work reads as a satire of modern agency, where “control” becomes a costume worn over vulnerability, mediated by headlines and spectacle.