For sale within the EU
Price: 250 Euros+postage
Fame acts like a magnet—
not necessarily of happiness, nor of success;
it does not carve a path one can walk each day.
That magnet, if one draws too near,
ensnares both mind and body,
compressed against its metallic edge.
In that instant, vision narrows—
is it the loss of consciousness of one’s own flesh, one’s own membrane?
Only the coveted relic remains,
the gleam that promises eternity.
The hunger of others, the shadows at one’s back—
all dissolve into the mirage of the moment.
And thus, between rapture and blindness,
the one who yields to the magnet cannot see
that their own legs are being devoured,
that their body is offered up as morsels
to those thirsting for worth.
Oil on experimental format (Figueras)
40×30 cm
2025
