“And wide are your delusions, deep red is the space behind your eyes, closed forever is the door to your room. But inside there lives the sound, you despise, but I love… Mother, I was wrong. I am wrong…”
Series of posters exploring form and rhythm of letters or pseudo-letters presented as half-realistic, half-illustrative figurative sculptures. The artworks were built from an elaborate artistic painterly gestures into expressive arrangements—extending the aesthetic characteristic of typography.