Unmoved
50×70cm
Acrylic on canvas, 2023
Silent, still, yet brimming with emotion. Its gaze is tired, perhaps resigned, as if bearing the weight of something that will never be spoken. Time does not exist here—the face is simultaneously old and young, closed off in its own universe.
And then there is that one star, a tiny point in the infinite darkness. Is it hope, or merely a reminder of how infinitesimally small we are in the universe?
50×70cm
Acrylic on canvas, 2023
Silent, still, yet brimming with emotion. Its gaze is tired, perhaps resigned, as if bearing the weight of something that will never be spoken. Time does not exist here—the face is simultaneously old and young, closed off in its own universe.
And then there is that one star, a tiny point in the infinite darkness. Is it hope, or merely a reminder of how infinitesimally small we are in the universe?
50×70cm
Acrylic on canvas, 2023
Silent, still, yet brimming with emotion. Its gaze is tired, perhaps resigned, as if bearing the weight of something that will never be spoken. Time does not exist here—the face is simultaneously old and young, closed off in its own universe.
And then there is that one star, a tiny point in the infinite darkness. Is it hope, or merely a reminder of how infinitesimally small we are in the universe?