This piece is about the moment when illusion cracks—when something raw, real, and unavoidable cuts through the surface. That red isn’t just color. It’s memory. It’s protest. It’s truth breaking through the silence.This work is an older piece that was made with anxiety and chaos in mind, determined to give those feelings a face.
This piece is about the moment when illusion cracks—when something raw, real, and unavoidable cuts through the surface. That red isn’t just color. It’s memory. It’s protest. It’s truth breaking through the silence.This work is an older piece that was made with anxiety and chaos in mind, determined to give those feelings a face.
