Disintegrating Form
Reflection
In the depths of chaos, a figure stands, fragmented and free.
The splattered paint and shattered lines reveal a truth - that we are all breaking apart, yet somehow still standing.
The red glow in the head is a beacon, a signal of the passion and fire that fuels our very being.
As the body dissolves, it becomes one with the surroundings, a reminder that our boundaries are but an illusion.
We are not separate, we are not whole, we are in a constant state of flux.
And in this flux, we find our true selves.