Arturo Cabrera
Arturo is mesmerized by portraiture—gazing at someone until he no longer recognize them, building their image back up through mark making until they appear again, a bottom lip catching light, a golden wisp of hair, the gentle curve of a clavicle. He still don’t know what it all means, but he knows how he feels when he captures it. There is no better feeling in the world, it’s enough for him.
