Carla Kjærgaard2024
My bones are hollow like a bird, but still I can't fly
Pencil on paper
13.5 x 21 cm.
A fragile, almost weightless body hangs suspended from a single strap, caught between gravity and longing. The vivid yellow background creates an intense, almost theatrical stage where the figure appears isolated and vulnerable. The body is reduced, hollowed, and stretched—suggesting both physical and existential exhaustion. The work balances the poetic and the unsettling, pointing toward a desire to transcend the limits of the body. The work is sold framed (included in the price), and dimensions are listed without the frame.
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Pencil on paper
13.5 x 21 cm.
A fragile, almost weightless body hangs suspended from a single strap, caught between gravity and longing. The vivid yellow background creates an intense, almost theatrical stage where the figure appears isolated and vulnerable. The body is reduced, hollowed, and stretched—suggesting both physical and existential exhaustion. The work balances the poetic and the unsettling, pointing toward a desire to transcend the limits of the body. The work is sold framed (included in the price), and dimensions are listed without the frame.