This reminds me of when you’re in an in-between one your life. Not sure of where you’re going, where you’re coming from and how to keep going. Those time tend to feel lonely (for me at least aha) and this piece of art make me think about how we can look for connection in confused times.

Me watching the imaginary version of myself, which I want to be while getting disconnected from reality.

Trying to move on but something irresistible pulling me back in. Curiosity, unfinished business, something there needs my attention

There‘s so much I want to write about this work but words fail me. The subject emanates introspection. Her eyes are missing from our field of vision, but not what she sees. Memories cascade behind her like a waterfall. Let us hold the subjects‘ hands and get lost in this painting.

Place of her own. Floating through time. Looking back but moving forward.

…let me hide for a while. But wait, why am I hiding?

It reminds me of those rainy days - a summer night - just me at the balcony with a glass of wine.

We all have those days I guess, when we are unavailable. The figure is detached, it’s turning away, but at the same time her feelings seem to be seen in the air around her. Therefore I feel disconnected from and compassionate towards the character.

I don’t fully believe her. I think she’s available but for sth she doesn’t expect she’ll get. Half of her body still hopes for sth.

Looking back at myself looking back

The feeling when you just want to disappear and detach from everything for some time to regain new strength.

I love the softness and subtleness in the colours, blending harmoniously- like a gentle embrace. Sometimes, we just need time for ourselves-with our thoughts and immerse in our inner world- look at how beautiful and colourful it is

everyone has their precious memories and stories. This memory of you is one of mine..

The emotions expressed are so touching. Soft, subtle and still very powerful. Beautiful art telling an empathetic story.

She smiled little because she could not do it well, to smile you have to be trained

This how I feel when my head is in another space, physically there but not mentally. This happens to me a lot actually. When anxiety and dissociation takes over.

For a Moment I thought you were real. But eben I operes mit eyes you were nothing but a memory I held onto like to dear life. I grind my teeth and yet I can’t get it back. It’s like I los you forever and all I have left is a vague feeling of what we were…

She is fascinating and I accept her for what she is. I am proud to take care of her, to support her when she’s feeling down, to assure her when she feels unsecured.

Don’t ever doubt it. This moment will always come. When you look back, look back on who you where.. a day, a month, a year ago. Life is meant to come and go. In cycles. Don’t hold back but don’t rush it. Be happy knowing that you’re exactly who you’re supposed to be right now.

In me it triggers the feeling of being torn. I just like the picture.

The face in one direction make everything misterious. It’s very romantic the scene and the color. It speaks love to me.

The memories of you in Colours and blocks, even if you don’t have time for me, remember that my gaze has never left you, because you mesmerize me always Love the colour transition and the softness!

Looking outside for you. No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you can always find home and then we’ll have so much to talk about when I see you again…