This is the final, physical state of “The Throat.” My goal was to capture the sensory experience of claustrophobia, but the transition to paper added a layer of grime and texture that the concept was missing. The way the red wash sits on the page makes the air in the hallway feel thick, heavy, and hot.
It transforms a mundane domestic hallway into a trap. The sharp perspective tries to pull your eye immediately to that pitch-black doorway at the end, but don’t rush. Let your gaze slide slowly down the hall instead. Along that saturated path, past the silent clutter and the shapes near the floorboards. The real tension isn’t waiting at the destination; it’s right here, holding its breath in the corridor.
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