Under each veil of pigment, the neural wave of a philosophical concern unfolds: the enigma of woman as a center drawing us into the essence of mystery; the technologization of feeling, the management of faith as a subtle corporate strategy, everyday life as a slow and painless mutilation, memory threatened by the progression of amnesia—all within a universe (ours) sweetly dystopian, ruled by immediacy and the oversaturation of the trivial. This piece carries writings authored by me on its reverse side, writings that allude to the sensory impressions of each work. With a poetic style, I use the back of the artworks as a canvas for handwritten words, hidden from plain sight and revealed only to those who dare to uncover them behind each image, each painting, each portrait of pain.