Scorpions

With the dark blue of the night, the tattooed body of the scorpion has gone hunting and its marks shine with light tones, but just as cold as the night of Tilcajete. It raises its tail because it finds something disturbing, frozen in the precise moment of defending itself without even attacking. The expressive geometries stop movement, and some of its legs are in the air, static. Each scorpion in this collection is time stopped.