Magie
| Edition | Unikat |
|---|---|
| Sujet | Porträt |
| Technik | Malerei |
| Höhe | 80 cm |
| Breite | 60 cm |
| Länge/Tiefe | 4 cm |
He doesn’t deal in magic — he moves in silence and strikes with intent. Head tilted, eyes cut to the side like he’s already made the calculation. He’s not watching — he’s scanning. Reading weakness. Deciding if you’re leash or wolf.
There’s no drama here, just tension.
The palette is muted, like a cloudy sky before the drop. That white shirt? It's not purity — it’s precision. The kind of clean that stains easy when things get real. The half-zipped jacket doesn’t ask for attention; it says he’s ready.
This portrait is muscle wrapped in silence. A face carved by rules that don’t get written down.
You either hold the leash or be the bitch. That’s the code. That’s the choice.
Inspired by the brutal clarity of Maes – Magie, this piece doesn’t glamorize the street — it reflects it. Cold. Detached. Unforgiving.
No posing. No filters. Just one man, one stare, and the weight of everything he won’t say.
This isn’t a painting. It’s a threat, framed.
Kontrabanda
The anonymity of the subjects—faces obscured by hoodies, shirts, or turned backs—reflects the duality of their existence: living in plain sight yet veiled by societal assumptions. By isolating these figures from their environments, the work delves into the humanity beneath their roles, revealing the universal depth of their emotions. These fleeting moments of silence, where identity dissolves, connect to a raw and often unseen dimension of life.
