WRITTEN IN FLESH

Who needs a horizon when the body draws its own? Every ridge and wrinkle rises like a mountain range, an intimate landscape carved by motion and time. No adormment, no disguise - just the quiet poetry of flesh catching the light as it ascends into memory.

Florence, Italy, 2023
Digital Photo, Archival Pigment Print and Museum Quality Paper

Worldwide Edition of 17 copies signed and numbered by the Artist.

Sizing:


MEDIUM
70 x 100 cm (27.9’’ x 39.3’’)


CUSTOM
available in custom sizing

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