Women Musing

When I draw the female figure, during the process, I can feel my own body. I feel how my shoulders fall forwards in a state of introspection; or how they open up in a state of curiosity about my surroundings. I can feel the folds of my flesh in my belly and underneath a state of strength and determination or heaviness and agitation.

With “Women Musing”, I wanted to shout in a whisper, the need to stop, to get bored, to do nothing, allowing myself a space of retreat, a break from everyday life. To paint that thin and delicate line that goes from chaos and agitation to calm and tranquility.

When I draw the female figure, during the process, I can feel my own body. I feel how my shoulders fall forwards in a state of introspection; or how they open up in a state of curiosity about my surroundings. I can feel the folds of my flesh in my belly and underneath a state of strength and determination or heaviness and agitation.

With “Women Musing”, I wanted to shout in a whisper, the need to stop, to get bored, to do nothing, allowing myself a space of retreat, a break from everyday life. To paint that thin and delicate line that goes from chaos and agitation to calm and tranquility.