Haberman
Artist Statement
My work isbasedon a monochrome palette, primarilyconsisting of black, white, and grey, with occasional elements of metal and red. These accents highlight contrast, depth, and emotional intensity while preserving a raw and timeless quality. I choose to be somewhat reserved, expressing myself through subtlety and ambiguity insteadof fully openingup or over-explaining. This allows the work to speak for itself and invites personal interpretation. I transform my mental struggles and complexities into artistic expression, using them to navigate and make sense of internal battles. I deliberately choose not to depict pleasant or light-hearted themes in my work, as my focus lies on raw, unfiltered emotions and experiences, urging the viewer to confront the complexities and discomforts of the human condition. My art explores themes of pain and the deep significance of certain experiences in my life, as well as the persistent presence of these thoughts in my mind, delving into the emotional weight and complexity they carry.
Female Nudes (2024-2026)
You ask what is behind my drawings so I would like to answer. A simple and short answer would be pain. Painful experiences my body went through and my soul suffers from now, not knowingif the grievingperiodwill everend. Behind my drawings there is regret. Behind my drawings there is trauma. Behind my drawings there is destruction. Everyone wants to hear what is behind an artwork “I see female bodies, but what is behind them?” They ask. “What is the story?” And I think to myself even if I answer these questions they will not understand. I try to put it into words, I am writing about it right now, but no words can describe what is behind them. I can describe it with tears, and I can describe it with drawings. Every time I feel that ball in my throat that feels like a dagger which is slowly penetrating deeper and deeper. Until I cannot take it anymore and I burst into tears. I am lying in my bed, and my pillow gets wet from all the tears I have shed. I am alone and I should not be. When does it end? Every time I cry there’s pain and tension. Every time I cry it is even more painful than the last time. My body is shaking, I gasp for air, I feel weak, my chest is tighter and tighter, my ribs are about to break, and my head is about to explode. And I am tired. I am tired from the crying. I am tired from the dagger in my throat. But mostly I am tired of myself. Because I thought I was stronger than the person I am now. I am numb. I am chained to my bed. I am feeling suffocated by sadness and helplessness. Does it ever end? And it does. When I fall asleep when there’s nothing. The emptiness took on another shape. It is a lot more peaceful this way. Can it stay like this? But then I wake up. I wake up to this terrible headache. I thought to myself I’ll leave the bed I’ll leave the room I breathe fresh air, and it’ll go away. I get back to my room. I take a paracetamol and the headache is gone. I continue my day like I haven’t cried and experienced the worst headache of my life. I answer phone calls, and I say, “Yes everything is fine ”
