Still, Becoming

Nine pieces spanning charcoal, graphite, ink, and colored pencil — each one finding a different visual language for the same subject: the body as it actually holds itself, not as it performs for an audience. A turned back, a closed eye, a hand steadied by decades of use. Nothing here is posed for flattery. What varies is the technique; what stays constant is the attention — patient, unhurried, willing to sit with a person long enough to see what they're not saying.