From a field of darkness, she emerges—her perspective lifted, not outward, but beyond. There is something just outside the visible, something not yet defined.

Around her, fragments of a frame attempt to take form. A white edge lingers near her face, dissolving as it appears; adarker corner rests below, no longer whole. The structure cannot fully hold.

The work reflects a quiet tension: the moment of becoming aware of the limits that once felt absolute.

How do we break the frames of our own minds?
And if we have lived within them long enough—how do we begin to see without them?

Acrylics, spray paint and ink on canvas 

150 × 120 × 4 cm