And the mirror can’t see the darkness in your eyes and feel the pain in your soul. If you don’t recognize your eyes, why just not simply vanish them?

Broken symmetry in perfection

I might be looking at someone that doesn’t exist. And that is equally scary and relieving.

It makes me a little uncomfy

Like under bandages, there’s our real face, which is made of all the incidents and wounds we’ve had so far. It regenerates only if it’s disclosed to our closed ones.

My art is an invitation to look beyond the surface and delve deeper into the world's hidden corners and ourselves. Through my sculptures and paintings, I seek to reveal magnificence in the unexpected, the overlooked, and the marginalized. I want to challenge conventional notions of what is beautiful and assemble a space for ambiguity, complexity, and multiplicity. In my last series, “Little Villains”, I aim to highlight identity's fluidity and mutability and remind viewers that their sense of self constantly evolves. Ultimately, my art celebrates the endless possibilities within and around us, waiting to be discovered.