In a world saturated with certainty, this work is an ode to dissolution. Here, pigment defies gravity, folding like memory in a dream-state — a liminal entity caught between flesh and flame. The digital fabric pulses with the breath of a choral lament, where a soprano voice becomes the ghost of matter, guiding us through a sensual unraveling.
This is not an object. It is a threshold. A place where painting becomes motion, motion becomes voice, and voice becomes ritual.
Rendered in an almost mythic palette, the piece exists outside of time — a collision of the synthetic and the sacred, the digital and the divine. It asks: What remains of the human when all that is solid melts into code?
Created as an NFT, this work reclaims the ephemeral through permanence, casting a contemporary myth in pixels, breath, and chroma.
