Original artwork description:

There have always been wings within me. I know it. They are hidden deep inside, sometimes quietly asleep, sometimes pushing to come out. But the question is always the same: will I allow them to unfold? Will I allow myself to fly?

The world often presses me down, holds me back, dictates its rules. Sometimes I myself fold my wings, as if I am afraid of their span. Yet in those very moments, when the pain is sharpest and the night is darkest, a flame is kindled inside. And then I feel: my birth is still unfolding. I am not yet complete.

The angel within me is born from my struggle, from my tears and my tenderness. It lives in my right to be myself. And I know — every girl, every woman carries this light. The only secret is to one day tell myself: “I allow it. Let my wings open.”

Materials used:

acrylic,oil,varnish

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