Boat

A pale, fog-like ground holds a tangle of semi-erased bodies suspended between embrace and collapse, as if memory itself has been pressed into the paper and then partially withdrawn. The composition stretches laterally—an elongated arm hovering above like a mute directive—while broken contours, stitched reds, and a sudden flash of acidic yellow fracture the anatomy into competing impulses of care, violence, and survival. Faces blur into masks and fragments, suggesting identities traded or lost within the collective knot, and the emptiness around them becomes a charged silence where what is unsaid weighs as heavily as what is drawn.