What looks like colorful slime, covers the upper half of a statues head. Somehow the gooey substance looks alive.

This work could be interpreted as an illustration of the artists/our ‘colorful subjective experience’ of reality; perhaps touching upon the predicament of individual perception as filtered through an emotional lens that whist vividly painting our world with sensation, simultaneously frames it according to our various personal bias and beliefs and thus preventing us from ever knowing our truth/ the truth.

My skin, the one you observe with such indifference, is composed of all my dreams, my thoughts, my emotions, making me a unique body, different, with a personal raison d'être.