This piece is a haunting yet tender portrayal of survival, rebirth, and silent resistance. The figure—non-binary, raceless, and timeless—sits curled into themselves, embodying both fragility and power. Their skin, once bruised and battered by violence—physical, emotional, and systemic—has bloomed into a tapestry of florals. Every rose, every petal, marks a past wound transformed into beauty.
The cracks in their form are not signs of brokenness, but proof of reconstruction. They are kintsugi scars—visible, unapologetic, and strong. This is the face of those who endure domestic violence and emerge changed but not erased.
The muted background amplifies the figure’s presence. They exist in a state of contemplation, healing not loudly, but deeply. They are all of us—and none of us—at once.
This work invites the viewer to witness the silent resilience of those who’ve been hurt and to honor the quiet, often invisible process of healing. Because in silence, we don’t shatter—we break open, and we grow.
$9000
