The canvases of Tamara Muller always seem to pose questions. To the viewer, but in the first instance also to herself. Her work invariably features her own face, ‘stuck’ onto the bodies of children or, recently, male figures, at times boyish, at times with bare muscular torsos. These are seldom self-portraits; after an initial personal impulse, the work drifts further away from herself during the making process in order to tell a more universal story. . ‘Human behaviour is what interests me. My own as well, in relation to others. I paint the game of life, the humour and the pain, the touching imperfections of man.’