Baroque Soul

This is not a drawing; it is a time capsule sealed in graphite and silence. Through the paper, a ghost arrives from a gilded age, a baroque soul haunting the starkness of the present. She is a beautiful fracture in time, her form sculpted by an interplay of deep shadow and spectral light, born of memory and longing. The light that touches her is not of this era; it is the phantom glow of candelabras, casting shadows that hold the weight of forgotten centuries.