between layers.

Between the layers lies the unspoken. A pulse in neon. A whisper in violet. Not everything needs to be clear to have an effect.

This image speaks of moments when life defies categorization. Of transitions where something old fades away and the new is yet to be named.

There is fire and there is softness. There are lines that offer support and colors that shatter everything again. A dance between control and chaos. Between feeling and letting go.

Perhaps this is precisely where we encounter ourselves.

70x100 | 2025 | Acrylic and spray paint on canvas