Enigma - Where the Field Forgets Me






Holds a master's degree in film and visual arts; experienced curator, writer, and researcher.
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Original oil painting by Enigma titled Where the Field Forgets Me (2026), a psychological Surrealism work on canvas measuring 100 x 75 x 2.5 cm, hand-signed on the reverse with title and year, professionally hand-stretched on a wooden chassis with no framing, in excellent condition and originating from Italy, weighing 4 kg, with a hand-signed Certificate of Authenticity and direct-from-artist sale.
Description from the seller
Where the Field Forgets Me
I carry wildflowers into a room that cannot decide what it is - half memory, half now, the wall behind me split between a stormy valley and open sky, as though the world itself is still making up its mind. My dress moves without wind, trailing something broken and beautiful at its hem, lace or shadow or both. A small cat watches from the cooler half of the floor, patient as a kept secret. I stand in the warm orange light, unhurried, holding colour I gathered before the rain arrived.
-- Dimensions: 100 x 75 x 2.5 cm
-- Mounting: Professionally hand-stretched on a wooden chassis.
-- Framing: None (no external frame); painted edges ready for display.
-- Medium: Premium artists' oil colors on fine canvas.
-- Style: Psychological Surrealism with a smooth brush texture.
-- Authentication: Signed 'Enigma' on reverse with title and year.
-- Condition: Pristine; dispatched from studio-affiliated workshop.
-- COA: Hand-signed Certificate of Authenticity included.
-- Shipping: Custom protective packaging; Catawiki Smart Shipping with full tracking and insurance.
About the Artist
Enigma is an Italian surrealist who paints their own likeness into worlds of pure imagination - not to tell a story, but to ask a question.
The figures are deliberately genderless, blending masculine and feminine so no single identity stands between the viewer and the canvas.
Reality bends through frames within frames: rooms open onto other rooms, other skies, other selves, rendered in smooth, luminous brushwork and blocks of bold, contrasting color.
Each painting is a dreamscape where memory, symbol, and self dissolve into one another - and every canvas is one of a kind, never repeated.
Where the Field Forgets Me
I carry wildflowers into a room that cannot decide what it is - half memory, half now, the wall behind me split between a stormy valley and open sky, as though the world itself is still making up its mind. My dress moves without wind, trailing something broken and beautiful at its hem, lace or shadow or both. A small cat watches from the cooler half of the floor, patient as a kept secret. I stand in the warm orange light, unhurried, holding colour I gathered before the rain arrived.
-- Dimensions: 100 x 75 x 2.5 cm
-- Mounting: Professionally hand-stretched on a wooden chassis.
-- Framing: None (no external frame); painted edges ready for display.
-- Medium: Premium artists' oil colors on fine canvas.
-- Style: Psychological Surrealism with a smooth brush texture.
-- Authentication: Signed 'Enigma' on reverse with title and year.
-- Condition: Pristine; dispatched from studio-affiliated workshop.
-- COA: Hand-signed Certificate of Authenticity included.
-- Shipping: Custom protective packaging; Catawiki Smart Shipping with full tracking and insurance.
About the Artist
Enigma is an Italian surrealist who paints their own likeness into worlds of pure imagination - not to tell a story, but to ask a question.
The figures are deliberately genderless, blending masculine and feminine so no single identity stands between the viewer and the canvas.
Reality bends through frames within frames: rooms open onto other rooms, other skies, other selves, rendered in smooth, luminous brushwork and blocks of bold, contrasting color.
Each painting is a dreamscape where memory, symbol, and self dissolve into one another - and every canvas is one of a kind, never repeated.
