The etching

Intoxicated metronome of the pupil

Among the forests of symbols and gold dust.
Yonah does not simply trace marks: he tunes the secret time of the unconscious, moving as a wise and intoxicated navigator along the forest of symbols, where the echo of Vienna and the esoteric vision of Ernst Fuchs meet the sacred silence of the atelier.

His hand is a compass measuring the invisible; it guards the spiritual legacy of the Secession and the alchemical density of the plates engraved in the shadows with master Giorgio Upiglio, turning printmaking into a liturgy of memory.
Each work is a secret, labyrinthine garden, an Edenbaum whose roots plunge into the deep earth of the myth and reach toward the sublime, intertwining the body, the dream, and the mystery of the origin.

To experience Yonah's stroke means to cross the threshold of the visible, guided by a radical and magnetic art that knows how to give an ancient, eternal, and unrepeatable name to the heartbeat of luxury and beauty.