Freedom never comes for free. We can live for years in our familiar cage, entangled in the ivy of responsibilities, doubts, and other people's expectations, but the real door can only be opened with one key.
I depicted this key on a thin but steel-strong red ribbon of blood ties. These are the very roots that give us life, but sometimes they also hold us captive. There comes a moment when the thirst for the sky becomes stronger than the fear of loss. You are faced with a moment of decisive choice.
One movement, one painful break from what has firmly bound you to fear — and the lock will finally click. This is the price of liberation.
Only by breaking the bond that has become a shackle can you finally spread your wings and feel the real whistle of the wind in your feathers, feel the flight that has been waiting for you for so long while you were in doubt.
Watercolor and ink
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Freedom never comes for free. We can live for years in our familiar cage, entangled in the ivy of responsibilities, doubts, and other people's expectations, but the real door can only be opened with one key.
I depicted this key on a thin but steel-strong red ribbon of blood ties. These are the very roots that give us life, but sometimes they also hold us captive. There comes a moment when the thirst for the sky becomes stronger than the fear of loss. You are faced with a moment of decisive choice.
One movement, one painful break from what has firmly bound you to fear — and the lock will finally click. This is the price of liberation.
Only by breaking the bond that has become a shackle can you finally spread your wings and feel the real whistle of the wind in your feathers, feel the flight that has been waiting for you for so long while you were in doubt.
Watercolor and ink
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