In this new series, I advance my long-term investigation into the fractures of selfhood by introducing a masked figure whose porcelain stillness becomes a site of resistance.
The mask—rigid, fragile, and deliberately unalive—interrupts the Western obsession with the expressive face.
It rejects the algorithmic hunger for legible identity, for neatly categorized emotions, for the relentless circulation of “selves” demanded by contemporary platforms.
Drawing on the critical legacy of Hans Bellmer’s deconstructed dolls and Annette Messager’s strategies of disguise, I position the mask not as concealment but as refusal.
These figures do not “perform” for the viewer. They withhold. They fracture.
They confront the violence of a culture that has replaced empathy with replication, individuality with templated personas, and intimacy with the cold efficiency of social metrics.
My research on identity, trauma, anorexia, and the politics of the gaze resonates throughout the work: the bodies, elongated or rigid, stand at the threshold between vulnerability and effacement.
They recall how contemporary image economies clone faces, behaviours, and desires, producing a world where sameness is rewarded and complexity punished. Here, the mask becomes a counter-gesture—a shield against the algorithmic demand to be readable, desirable, “engageable.”
My imagery points toward a post-human condition in which the body becomes a contested territory.
The floral backdrops, torn paper textures, and staged ruins evoke the collapse of domesticity and the dissolution of memory.
These scenes echo a society that has normalized emotional detachment, where materialism functions as an anesthetic and empathy becomes the rarest commodity.
What emerges is an uncompromising visual language: subversive, tender, and fiercely intelligent. I refuse the sentimental.
I offer instead a radical quietness—an opaque identity that society cannot decode, commodify, or consume.
The work insists on the right to opacity, to complexity, to being untranslatable in a culture addicted to likeness.
