They are the faces that move within, interpreting the myriad experiences of human life and the dialogue with the inner world. These faces, suspended in the depths, manifest as splashes in matter, in blood, in energy. They swell, express, explore, and explode: they are what we are, what exists.

Like in a mirror, a kiss, the body that drips with unknown matter. This occurs within, a monochrome scent where dynamism is essential. It is its will that moves silently, like a cat, in that strangeness that celebrates uniqueness.

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An opening that breathes and reveals a void vibrating with possibilities. The center, enveloped in an almost imperceptible energy, seems to draw the viewer into a moment of suspension, where the boundary between what is visible and what is hidden dissolves. Here, absence becomes the protagonist, a void rich with meaning that reflects the mystery of the unspoken and the undefined.

_._Esv, curatorial contribution_._