CRUISING FOR A BRUISING (2018)
Brother, sometimes you get beaten up because you simply ask for it. Getting a testosterone thrill out of the emasculating pain and then wearing your marks proudly as war medals of phallic legion. Fed on the adoration all that you, my hero, can deliver is to bully yourself to unconsciousness, as the castrating eclipse occurs. The collection of black and blue maps is growing but the only road they show leads through your skin to the ugly side. Man up, shake off your ego erected goose bumps to make way for the pain to paint those bruises all over again.
Black and blue serigraphy, printed on cattle leather. Series of twenty-seven high-contrast photographs in their form of technical realisation represents the aforementioned concept that deals with the subject of bruises on human skin as a narrative of physical memory.