Adlan Yousif’s exhibition unfolds like an unsettling walk through a carefully tended war cemetery. Contorted figures, assembled from fragments of scrap metal, stand frozen in silent testimony.
Polished to a muted shine, they still carry the scars of endured pain. These sculpted forms are not merely figures; they are embodiments of war’s aftermath—its senselessness, its banality, and its enduring human cost.
