Thorn-circular. Body-bloomed. Tenderly sprouting.

He is Thorn-circling. Body-flowering.

Sprouting-tender.

His body is shown in full – not for viewing, but for presence. He stands as if

he has long since come into being, but is still continuing to sprout. On his head – something between a hat

and the birth of a plant. It emerges from the top of his forehead quietly and

confidently, splitting into leaves, and from each – two more small sprouts. The structure does not scream, does not demand – it is simple and delicate, like a gesture that needs no witnesses. To the left – two ears, the second grown over

the first, as if memory has layered itself onto hearing. From the newborn ear stretch

thorns – and from them even finer, almost breathing ones. In the center of the first ear – a pearl,

it seems to slowly enter the cheek, dissolving in warmth. To the right, from the eyebrow, also

something undefined sprouts – either a thorn, or a flower, or a thought that did not want to become a word.

Directly from under the face emerges a hand – massive, like justification. At its base – a thorn, from

which sharp branches of unknown purpose extend. On the hand itself, a bracelet of small

thorns, as if a memory of former touches. To the right of the ear descends a thin waist,

the torso narrows and suddenly rounds into the soft fullness of the hips, from which sprout

two horns, not for attack, but for a form of existence.

In the middle of this roundness – the center. Not a wound and not an opening – rather a place where light

agreed to be body. It is twisted inward, and from it, long lines go in a circle,

as if the body remembers itself from the inside. Below, the legs begin. The first is attached through a twisted flower – as a transition between "being body" and "being earth." Both legs are short and confident. They stand widely on their feet, as if trying to hold the world with touches. He does not speak.

He grows. The body does not explain itself – it simply agrees to be a form of light, thorns,

flowers, and silence.

Thorn-circling. Body-flowering. Sprouting-tender. And this is enough.