Mixed media on canvas.

Height: 50 cm
Length: 60 cm

Yellow 99 is born from the repetition of an ordinary day: training, working, painting. Not as a productive routine, but as an almost automatic movement. Yellow invades the scene not to illuminate, but to insist. It is the color of what repeats, of what tires, of what has not yet faded.

The background, fragmented and cold, sustains the feeling of monotony. It is not a space of
rest, but a mental territory where days are too similar to each other and
imagination appears only in fleeting moments.

The face is divided, stitched by incomplete gestures. One eye observes, the other seems
to overflow. There is no scream, but neither is there silence. It is the tension of not knowing whether to look back or keep moving forward without asking. Of doubting whether to insist or let go.

The open hands neither create nor hold: they waver. They are the physical gesture of indecision, of not knowing whether to approach, to break the silence, to change course or to continue walking within the familiar, even when it weighs heavily.

The entire figure feels contained, almost squeezed within its own form. The break
appears when what is expected ceases to matter and the traditional way of creating is broken. Not as rebellion, but as necessity.

There is no resolution, only transit.
There is no certainty, only continuity.
One more day doing the same thing, not out of habit, but because there is still no other way to move forward.