Graphite renders the body as both constructed and undeniably alive—hands compress forms that read simultaneously as flesh and fabrication, as organic tissue and assembled parts. The drawing exists in the space between what the body is and what it's been made to be, exploring how external systems of control and perception shape our physical selves into something that feels manufactured, stitched together from expectations rather than grown.

Pulsing aliveness underneath cannot be fully suppressed or neatly contained. This is the body as it's been built and as it refuses to stay built.