Art is only art when it awakens the senses and emotions.

Duality

In this state, comfort is postponed.
Movement is calculated.
Softness is set aside.

Before the transition unfolds, an object appears outside the body — not worn, not grounded.

Held at a distance, waiting.
A quiet sign that something is about to shift.

The second look introduces a different rhythm.
Structure loosens.
Fabric no longer imposes; it accompanies.
The body begins to breathe again.

This is not about exposure, but presence.
Not about sensuality, but intimacy.
A way of inhabiting the body without tension,
allowing it to rest within itself.

Duality is not a contrast of aesthetics,
but of states.
Between holding and releasing.
Between the weight we carry
and the moment we allow ourselves to soften.

Sometimes, the most radical change
is not becoming something else,
but simply letting go
of what no longer needs to be held.