My next appearance will be new and strange 2026 – 29,7 x 21cm, charcoal on paper
The line holds. Above it, almost nothing, a single bud, the barest indication of what was.
Below, everything that went into becoming: the root mass, tangled, excessive, ungovernable. You don’t get to leave it behind. The new appearance carries all of this underneath, invisible to whoever meets it next.
Strange is not a threat. It is the honest word for what survives transformation
My next appearance will be new and strange 2026