""Flowers"" Drawing

Who am I.
I.
I am an artist.
I am a visual artist.
And I am also a sweet potato.
Kohlrabi.
A noodle soup.
A lost little frog.

Fear and fascination, terror and temptation, beauty and ugliness.
Turning myself inside out to be born anew.
Silent observation, the world under a microscope.
What does the last fallen leaf smell like?
What is the taste of an uninvited glance?
Of a long-awaited touch?
A world in fragments, exposed emotions.
My art is laughter through tears.
Creating a space for the unresolved, I allow something new to be born.

Once again, faced with the terror of incongruity, I chose to move toward it.
What does the field where contradictions coexist look like?

By embracing absurdity as a tool for self-expression, I began my dialogue with uncertainty.

Metaphor and the play of perception.
How does one feel connected to the world?
By taking it apart.

Balancing within the oscillations of a metamodernist system, I return to the simplicity of emotions in an attempt to make sense of life's chaos.
In striving to confront despair, I allow it to unfold, yielding to the emergence of beauty.