Brutal is not a diary, nor a narrative. It is an exercise in looking — a daily research made of fragments, encounters, and surfaces that speak without asking to be understood. Each image stands alone, yet finds its echo on the page beside it — in a rhythm of color, texture, and form. Together they build a silent architecture, rough and deliberate, like concrete shaped by light.
There is no story here, only presence. The photographs do not seek beauty; they reveal what remains when everything unnecessary is stripped away.