Untitled 10 (The Master of Illusions) Acrylic Figurative Painting

A tall, ivory-faced figure in a crimson jester’s cap presides like a quiet conductor over a crowded human chorus, his robe densely patterned with intimate vignettes that turn the body into a living archive of desire, ritual, and memory. The dark, folded umbrella becomes both shield and scepter—an axis of restraint cutting through the ornamental abundance—while the jewel-toned birds at the lower edge introduce a lyric counterpoint, as if language itself has taken flight. Against the deep green and midnight-blue fields, the composition stages a tension between spectacle and solitude: a performer outwardly poised, inwardly teeming with stories that refuse containment. In this theatrical stillness, the work reads as an allegory of modern selfhood—one face presented to the world, and countless selves murmuring beneath the surface.