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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A passage suspended between smoke and light, an invitation to explore the space of the undefined. The rarefied atmosphere evokes a sense of unreal calm, where the present seems to dissolve into memory. Ethereal shapes and imperceptible movements intertwine to create a silent dialogue between presence and absence, suggesting that identity is never static but always in transformation.

_._Esv, curatorial contribution_._