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Feb 2021

 

In recent years, each morning has felt like a battle. Across the globe, we as humans have been quietly carrying our own personal, professional, and environmental struggles; each one a weight that builds until some mornings feel impossible to face. The heavy weight of existence weighs deep in our bones. It’s a collective ache, a quiet grief that lingers behind our routines and smiles.
This turmoiling. The emotional landscape is the foundation of this work.
In this piece, a palette of deep greens and blues wraps around a figure with pale, almost sickly skin, creating a visual tension between internal heaviness and our fragility. The lighting is dramatic and unforgiving, carving shadows across the canvas like scars. The eyes are vacant of hope and happiness, intentionally so, not out of apathy, but exhaustion. They echo the way grief hollows a person from the inside out.
These elements work together to hold space for the kind of pain that often goes unspoken. It’s a portrait not just of a person, but of the emotional residue that loss, fear, and uncertainty leave behind. Through it, I’m not just telling my story, I’m honoring the stories we all carry.