Artwork description:

The fabric divides space into layers—like boundaries between dreams, memories, and reality. The face is hidden, yet the lips remain visible, as if waiting for words that were never spoken.

Yellow is light, childhood memories, the voice of the sun warming the skin.
Pink is fragility, the illusion of calm that veils the gaze.
Green is the earth, roots, the stability that grounds the body in the present.
And in between them—a person, dissolved within these layers, existing in multiple dimensions at once.

Tiny blue flowers, like fragments of emotions, are frozen on the skin. They could be stars, they could be scars, they could be thoughts lingering on the surface. They speak of tenderness, yet also of something unspoken—something that cannot be put into words.

This artwork is about the boundaries of perception, about invisible sensations, about how the layers of our past shape us—yet how we still remain ourselves amidst all this color, light, and silence.