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Flesh of Memory is a hauntingly layered visual poem composed in warm flesh tones, dusky rose, and oxidized terracotta. Ethereal forms dissolve into one another—vague outlines of figures, organs, and abstract floral motifs emerge and disappear through sheer veils of transparency. The overall texture resembles a worn fresco or a sheet of muscle peeled back to reveal layered time, as if memory itself were anatomical.
The vertical composition is framed in ghostly borders—suggestive of architecture or a window—while the inner body of the work pulses with organic ambiguity. Some areas read like imprints, others like tissue or scarred surfaces, evoking the sensation of touching the past with bare hands.
This piece explores the idea of memory as something embodied—stored not only in the mind but in the skin, bones, and sinews. The diffuse and layered forms echo how memories soften with age, blur with emotion, and resurface without clarity. The reddish tones may call to mind blood or clay, reinforcing the theme of human vulnerability and the fragility of recollection.
Flesh of Memory invites viewers to confront the intimacy of what we carry beneath the surface—dreams, pain, love, and loss—stitched invisibly into the fabric of our being.
Flesh of Memory is a hauntingly layered visual poem composed in warm flesh tones, dusky rose, and oxidized terracotta. Ethereal forms dissolve into one another—vague outlines of figures, organs, and abstract floral motifs emerge and disappear through sheer veils of transparency. The overall texture resembles a worn fresco or a sheet of muscle peeled back to reveal layered time, as if memory itself were anatomical.
The vertical composition is framed in ghostly borders—suggestive of architecture or a window—while the inner body of the work pulses with organic ambiguity. Some areas read like imprints, others like tissue or scarred surfaces, evoking the sensation of touching the past with bare hands.
This piece explores the idea of memory as something embodied—stored not only in the mind but in the skin, bones, and sinews. The diffuse and layered forms echo how memories soften with age, blur with emotion, and resurface without clarity. The reddish tones may call to mind blood or clay, reinforcing the theme of human vulnerability and the fragility of recollection.
Flesh of Memory invites viewers to confront the intimacy of what we carry beneath the surface—dreams, pain, love, and loss—stitched invisibly into the fabric of our being.