Author/Artist :Somnath HoreTitle :Somnath HoreSize :11 x 8 inMedium :Pencil on paper
This drawing breathes of wounds and silence, where each line is both tender and fractured. The stitches across the form whisper of bodies torn and mended, of histories written on skin and memory. The curves bend like weary eyes, heavy with grief, yet refusing to close to the suffering around them. Hore does not dress these marks in ornament—they are as bare and raw as scars themselves. What you see is not just a shape but a trace of pain, a human presence reduced to its most essential signs. The quiet here is not emptiness, but the weight of unspoken cries. In these lines, he preserves the endurance of those who bore hunger, war, and loss, so their scars may never be forgotten.
