INMERSION

Submerged in shadow and vegetation, the figure seems to surrender slowly to another form of existence. Leaves move across the face, inhabit the skin, and make the boundary between the body and what grows upon it uncertain.

There is no resistance in the gesture. Nor disappearance.

Inmersión inhabits that strange moment when we can no longer tell where one thing ends and another begins.

Nature does not conceal her.

It continues her.