A body lies face down beneath a sweep of red—arm curled, breath low. Vulnerability does not vanish; it steadies. Conflict is carried inward, the field of battle transposed to skin and silence, resolve held close.
After Edgar Degas’s Scene of War in the Middle Ages (ca. 1865)—a history painting of mounted attackers and nude women with fallen bodies in the foreground; this work turns that violence into an interior reckoning.
After Edgar Degas’s Scene of War in the Middle Ages (ca. 1865)—a history painting of mounted attackers and nude women with fallen bodies in the foreground; this work turns that violence into an interior reckoning.
