In this sensual, elegant work I depicted music as a living body. A saxophone becomes an extension of breath, and the female figure is not a performer but the sound itself. This abstract woman is born from paint, silence, and heat — a burnt woman, marked by experience, desire, and inner fire. Her naked female body is open, vulnerable, and proud: bare breasts, visible nipples, soft hips emerging through sensual paint drips that slide slowly, like notes melting into skin.
This is a female portrait without a face, where emotion replaces identity. The woman is both abstract and deeply physical — a sensual woman, a nude presence, an erotic tension held between control and release. The saxophone rests against her body as if it listens to her, not the other way around. Music here is not heard; it is felt.
This work exists between nude art and erotic art, between intimacy and restraint. It speaks about desire without narrative, about femininity without explanation.