From the pale, untouched expanse of the paper, a male presence materializes as a feverish storm of sanguine red hatching—thousands of short, restless strokes in deep rust that build, clash, and dissolve in urgent rhythm. No clean contours or modeled shading define the form; instead, dense accumulations of overlapping marks coalesce toward the center to suggest the oval of a head in subtle profile or three-quarter view, the strongest pressure clustering where brow, cheek, and jaw might be. These heavier passages create implied volume and shadowed depth, while lighter, skittering strokes radiate outward in wild, spiky bursts—especially in the hair, which erupts like electrified flames or wind-whipped strands caught in mid-leap.
Facial features remain elusive ghosts: only faint concentrations of lines whisper at eyes, the bridge of a nose, the hint of a mouth—never fully resolved, never claiming solidity. The shoulders slope downward in looser, trailing hatches that fray rapidly into the surrounding void, as though the body is dematerializing stroke by stroke, surrendering to the pale ground. The surrounding paper is not mere background but active silence—vast, breathing emptiness that cradles the figure’s fragile emergence and amplifies its precarious hold on presence.
The monochromatic sanguine palette evokes the glow of dying embers: warm yet somber, vital yet transient. Density contrasts drive the rhythm—heaviest, most chaotic buildup in the core pulls the eye inward toward quiet intensity, then releases it outward along exploding hair and dissolving edges, creating a pulsing tension between fierce concentration and gentle vanishing. Every mark feels alive with gesture: short, agitated, almost trembling, as though the crayon itself is breathing the figure into being one frantic line at a time.
Notice how the wild upward thrust of the hair contrasts the downward fade of the shoulders—evoking a soul caught mid-ascent and mid-dissolution, vitality straining against impermanence. The limited warm-red tones heighten intimacy and melancholy: no cool accents dilute the raw, bodily heat of the marks.
Part of the "Force of Nature" series, this unique drawing channels raw, intuitive gesture to evoke the boundless mystery of the human spirit—masculine essence rendered not as likeness but as ephemeral eruption: a being forged in restless red whispers, intensely alive yet already slipping toward smoke and silence.
In its fragile, fervent intensity, the work invites you to linger—how does this red storm of hatching, emerging only to fray, stir your own sense of fleeting presence, quiet turmoil, or the poetry of identity flickering between fierce existence and gentle erasure?Technical notes.
Unique drawing. Conté crayon on paper. Unframed dimensions: 14” high x 11” wide. Signed by the artist on the back, dated 2023.
From the pale, untouched expanse of the paper, a male presence materializes as a feverish storm of sanguine red hatching—thousands of short, restless strokes in deep rust that build, clash, and dissolve in urgent rhythm. No clean contours or modeled shading define the form; instead, dense accumulations of overlapping marks coalesce toward the center to suggest the oval of a head in subtle profile or three-quarter view, the strongest pressure clustering where brow, cheek, and jaw might be. These heavier passages create implied volume and shadowed depth, while lighter, skittering strokes radiate outward in wild, spiky bursts—especially in the hair, which erupts like electrified flames or wind-whipped strands caught in mid-leap.
Facial features remain elusive ghosts: only faint concentrations of lines whisper at eyes, the bridge of a nose, the hint of a mouth—never fully resolved, never claiming solidity. The shoulders slope downward in looser, trailing hatches that fray rapidly into the surrounding void, as though the body is dematerializing stroke by stroke, surrendering to the pale ground. The surrounding paper is not mere background but active silence—vast, breathing emptiness that cradles the figure’s fragile emergence and amplifies its precarious hold on presence.
The monochromatic sanguine palette evokes the glow of dying embers: warm yet somber, vital yet transient. Density contrasts drive the rhythm—heaviest, most chaotic buildup in the core pulls the eye inward toward quiet intensity, then releases it outward along exploding hair and dissolving edges, creating a pulsing tension between fierce concentration and gentle vanishing. Every mark feels alive with gesture: short, agitated, almost trembling, as though the crayon itself is breathing the figure into being one frantic line at a time.
Notice how the wild upward thrust of the hair contrasts the downward fade of the shoulders—evoking a soul caught mid-ascent and mid-dissolution, vitality straining against impermanence. The limited warm-red tones heighten intimacy and melancholy: no cool accents dilute the raw, bodily heat of the marks.
Part of the "Force of Nature" series, this unique drawing channels raw, intuitive gesture to evoke the boundless mystery of the human spirit—masculine essence rendered not as likeness but as ephemeral eruption: a being forged in restless red whispers, intensely alive yet already slipping toward smoke and silence.
In its fragile, fervent intensity, the work invites you to linger—how does this red storm of hatching, emerging only to fray, stir your own sense of fleeting presence, quiet turmoil, or the poetry of identity flickering between fierce existence and gentle erasure?Technical notes.
Unique drawing. Conté crayon on paper. Unframed dimensions: 14” high x 11” wide. Signed by the artist on the back, dated 2023.
