Solitude road.
One recent piece I’ve been reflecting on is “Solitude road”. It mirrors the solitude roads we all walk, whether we are surrounded by love or completely alone. It captures that other dimension of the mind, the one where no one can truly join us. People can share our lives, our experiences, and even our emotions, but they can’t step into our heads and walk those roads with us. Everything we see, do, and feel is shared outwardly, yet how it reflects within us is a solitary journey. This piece holds that sense of quiet, introspection, and the loneliness of perception that makes us deeply human.
One recent piece I’ve been reflecting on is “Solitude road”. It mirrors the solitude roads we all walk, whether we are surrounded by love or completely alone. It captures that other dimension of the mind, the one where no one can truly join us. People can share our lives, our experiences, and even our emotions, but they can’t step into our heads and walk those roads with us. Everything we see, do, and feel is shared outwardly, yet how it reflects within us is a solitary journey. This piece holds that sense of quiet, introspection, and the loneliness of perception that makes us deeply human.
Fragile
A naked woman is portrayed in a fragile position, reflecting the existential vulnerability of humanity in its interaction with itself and others. Stripped of any mask, it reveals the inner psychological and emotional state of the individual, as well as the complex relationship between body, mind, and the transience of the human experience. Based on a beautiful photograph by Michel Comte. Eternal gratitude to him.
A naked woman portrayed in a fragile position, reflecting the existential vulnerability of humanity in its interaction with itself and others. Stripped of any mask, it reveals the inner psychological and emotional state of the individual, as well as the complex relationship between body, mind, and the transience of the human experience. Based on a beautiful photograph by Michel Comte. Eternal gratitude to him.
What do you see?
Spoiler Alert: If you want to keep your own vision, skip this text.
What do you see in this work? Take a moment. What do you see? Did you notice the big cubic structure in the background first, or was your eye drawn to the tiny house nestled in the woods? Do you see a looming monstrosity, a symbol of industry creeping over nature’s beauty, or can you find beauty in it?
Maybe you’re blind to the chaos, choosing to focus only on the fragments of beauty, no matter how small. Are you content with your little garden, squeezed between others' rectangular walls, or do you dream of something more? A rustic house on a hill, surrounded by pines, with a clear river running through, a place untouched, unspoiled.
This piece asks you to decide what you see, what you long for, and how much of your vision you’re willing to compromise.
Spoiler Alert: If you want to keep your own vision, skip this text.
What do you see in this work? Take a moment. What do you see? Did you notice the big cubic structure in the background first, or was your eye drawn to the tiny house nestled in the woods? Do you see a looming monstrosity, a symbol of industry creeping over nature’s beauty, or can you find beauty in it?
Maybe you’re blind to the chaos, choosing to focus only on the fragments of beauty, no matter how small. Are you content with your little garden, squeezed between others' rectangular walls, or do you dream of something more? A rustic house on a hill, surrounded by pines, with a clear river running through, a place untouched, unspoiled.
This piece asks you to decide what you see, what you long for, and how much of your vision you’re willing to compromise.
