A return to where you’ve always been, but forgotten how you sound.
Layer by layer, the form reveals itself, like the rustle of memory in the body. Each twist is not a step back, but a step closer to the essence.
The colors do not argue, they dance: the inner world awakens not with thunder, but with a touch.
Awakening does not scream - it breathes. And if you listen, you can hear, deep in the center of the spiral, your name quietly being spoken.
Acrylic
£2,002.09
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A return to where you’ve always been, but forgotten how you sound.
Layer by layer, the form reveals itself, like the rustle of memory in the body. Each twist is not a step back, but a step closer to the essence.
The colors do not argue, they dance: the inner world awakens not with thunder, but with a touch.
Awakening does not scream - it breathes. And if you listen, you can hear, deep in the center of the spiral, your name quietly being spoken.
Acrylic
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