The man who spends his life in search of material goods and prestige, such as a car, or a man that uncritically believe in a religion that captures more bans than serenity of faith, the man who treats the environment with total indifference and constantly exploitation, here this man wanders alone and unaware of being totally dominated and crushed by the weight of goods and objects he want to have in his own possession.
Denunciation of consumerism, religion blind, culture if understood only as sterile holding books, exploitation of the environment, its flora and its fauna: the man alone goes. We do not know where it walks like a modern Telamon, crushed by the weight of its own abuses and possessions.
ink, pencil and acrylic on cardboard, rigorously recycled , and sometimes wood. A return to the use of row material, the surface is treated as if it were a sculpture, a bas-relief, removing the surface layers of the substrate, but also a reminder to digital, in choosing a design clean and basic, where often just the single line of contour is enough to give the desired image. A job that progresses, we might say, for 'subtraction' of the surfaces, taking advantage of the internal complexity of a 'poor' material, abandoned and returned to new, unexpected and illustrious life. The result is a background whose smoothness, alternating the newly underlying roughness, appears fifth ideal subjects.