This image feels like the quiet aftermath of suffering. Unlike the chaotic energy of the previous sketch, here the mood is subdued, fragile, and skeletal. The light, trembling lines resemble the frail outline of a body stretched thin, while the dark “stitches” across the middle evoke scars, broken ribs, or an attempt to hold something together. It speaks of repair after devastation, or perhaps the futility of patching a body already beyond healing. There is a silence to this drawing — the silence of exhaustion, of someone too weak to scream any more. It captures famine’s cruel intimacy: not just hunger, but the body itself becoming fragile, stitched, and barely held in existence.
Size : 11x 8.5 in