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Artist: David Frias
Title: “Only What I Am ”
Medium: Ink on cotton paper
Year: 2025
This work was created in a moment of return back to a place where everything around me reminded me of who I once was, and of the shadows I no longer wished to carry. It is born from the confrontation between memory and transformation, between the weight of the past and the possibility of becoming.
The figure at the center does not represent triumph or defeat, but presence. It sits surrounded by fragments of what was, of what could have been, and of what must never return. Each bone is a silent trace of discarded selves, yet none of them are meaningless. They are reminders that growth is not built in spite of failure, but through it.
“Solo lo que soy” is an affirmation: that identity is not the sum of achievements or mistakes, but the choice to stand in the present with clarity. It is a meditation on resilience, on the courage to look at what once buried us, and to rise—not untouched by it, but transformed through it.
This piece is my reminder that to embrace life fully, one must first face death—whether symbolic or real—not as an end, but as the ground where authenticity begins.
Artist: David Frias
Title: “Only What I Am ”
Medium: Ink on cotton paper
Year: 2025
This work was created in a moment of return back to a place where everything around me reminded me of who I once was, and of the shadows I no longer wished to carry. It is born from the confrontation between memory and transformation, between the weight of the past and the possibility of becoming.
The figure at the center does not represent triumph or defeat, but presence. It sits surrounded by fragments of what was, of what could have been, and of what must never return. Each bone is a silent trace of discarded selves, yet none of them are meaningless. They are reminders that growth is not built in spite of failure, but through it.
“Solo lo que soy” is an affirmation: that identity is not the sum of achievements or mistakes, but the choice to stand in the present with clarity. It is a meditation on resilience, on the courage to look at what once buried us, and to rise—not untouched by it, but transformed through it.
This piece is my reminder that to embrace life fully, one must first face death—whether symbolic or real—not as an end, but as the ground where authenticity begins.