Marina Mausi — Cleo. The Voice of Ripples

She holds the cat the way a goddess holds a secret — gently, without possessing it. Her head is vast, architectural, encoded: a mosaic of blue-green data-light spiraling outward like thought made visible. Against the burning red ground, she is coolness itself. Precision. Ancient memory dressed in future code. The Sphynx cat in her palm is no accident. Hairless, exposed, mythologically charged — it mirrors her: stripped of ornament, radiating presence. In Egyptian iconography, the sphinx guards the threshold between worlds. Here, Cleo is that threshold. Part of the series “Matter of Light. Female Forms.”, this work explores the feminine as keeper of frequency — not of sound, but of something older. The ripple that moves through matter long after the stone has sunk. Two beings. One signal. Infinite return.Delivery in a tube.

Luminous figurative portraits of archetypal women, shaped by neo-pop aesthetics and a former life in aerospace engineering.