In the heart of a darkness that settles over the surface of the cardboard like thick fog a half visible face emerges from the shadows. Her hair loose and flowing is drawn with soft quick strokes of charcoal. Closed or half open eyes lips that seem to hold an unfinished sentence and a body dissolved into thick layers of ink and faded traces of chalk together they cry out a deep silent sense of being lost. The faint light has blurred the border between presence and absence. Created with charcoal ink and traces of colored chalk