Matías Duville’s drawings are emaciated landscapes, upside down realities, made-up natural phenomena, at the same time poetic and brutal. Scratched, chiselled in the wall, realized with a ball-point pen, charcoal or even with some mud, these small cataclysms leave no room for the human component. Houses are empty, cars are abandoned, bodies, even inert, are absent. The world created by Matías Duville is deserted by men. It is perhaps what makes this work so particular, neither dramatic nor funny, but strange and silent.