Every winter, for as long as my memory permits, I have felt deep sadness. The harsh winds would beckon to an emptiness which hollowed out the bones. I would turn to drinking, smoking, and other numbing agents. Even after brea...
We brighten in our twinkling; do you hear /
that? The collective question, the sky shuffles its coat, /
a pumping set of butterfly wings enters, stopped in one life but stronger than anything /
Diane D’Costa uses her work to explore concepts of masculinity. Juxtaposing muscular men with intimate poses intends to have viewers question their understanding of masculine vulnerability and dismantle assumptions of how men are to be portrayed in art.