That wasn’t my first impression, but I could see why there might be a bit of a “something’s not quite right” vibe, though I find it psychologically intriguing. The wrapped technique may stir a sense of claustrophobia, asphyxiation, and even the uncanny valley, which would understandably be disturbing versus sensual in lieu of a seductively smooth textile.

In Erik Ravelo’s words, “I’m a human being and I don’t believe in borders. I think the world belongs to everyone born on Earth. This is my planet, our planet. No man is an island… I like to think that Lana Sutra talks about universal love which cancels diversity.”

I am drawn to shrouds and veils in all their iterations. I love seeing the human form blanketed from view. They embody unknown depths, symbolic of esoteric tradition and occult truth, the covering alluding to that which is hidden, only revealed when one sees beyond seeing.