The Eve # 37

This sculpture is a riddle carved in wood. While the body invites the eye with its soft, flowing landscapes and horizontal repose, the head creates a sharp, geometric interruption. It is shaped not as a face, but as a keyhole—a void waiting to be filled, a lock waiting to be turned.

The Artist plays a subtle game with the observer: the body is exposed, yet the essence remains locked. This Eve posits that true intimacy is not physical, but cerebral. Her head is a stylized aperture, suggesting that access to the sensual form is granted only through the correct alignment of the mind. She is not sleeping; she is waiting for the one who holds the matching key.

Horizontal by design, she represents a landscape of secrets. The smooth curves of the wood contrast with the sharp verticality of the "keyhole," creating a tension between the organic and the enigmatic. She belongs to a custodian who understands that beauty is a door, not the room itself.