Some places inside us are not meant to be seen —
not yet.

This work honors the internal space
where truth rests, heals, rearranges.

Darkness here is not absence —
it is protection.
A cocoon for the parts of you
still shaping themselves.

Gold flickers beneath the surface —
not for the world,
but for you.

Acrylic, spray paint, ink — 80 × 100 cm