Maskball
Oil on linen
150 × 180 cm
2024
This painting came out rough, fast, layered, interrupted.
Parts of it feel loud and almost collapsing into each other, while other areas pull back into silence. I worked over sections again and again, leaving drips, breaks, and traces visible instead of cleaning them up.
For me, Maskball is about the roles people wear to survive — socially, politically, emotionally. The masks we choose. The masks forced onto us. And the moments where something real still breaks through underneath.
I never wanted the painting to become “perfect.”
I wanted it alive.
Original, one-of-a-kind work.
Maskball
Oil on linen
150 × 180 cm
2024
This painting came out rough, fast, layered, interrupted.
Parts of it feel loud and almost collapsing into each other, while other areas pull back into silence. I worked over sections again and again, leaving drips, breaks, and traces visible instead of cleaning them up.
For me, Maskball is about the roles people wear to survive — socially, politically, emotionally. The masks we choose. The masks forced onto us. And the moments where something real still breaks through underneath.
I never wanted the painting to become “perfect.”
I wanted it alive.
Original, one-of-a-kind work.