oh, but when you let loose

There was this pinch right above his nose. He knew, it would make him seem a very serious man. Someone wise, rational, reasonable. In control.
Since the very beginning I could see something quite daunting there. An enigma, drawing me in. Like a question mark floating in that space between his eyebrows. I would frown in response as I focused harder and harder on it.
It was only when I realized what it was holding in place, what it was trying to hide, that I turned down to look at his eyes, and found myself staring at the face of a child.

Monocopies on graphic ink.
Chubut, Argentina. 2024.