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An ode to the inner child. The parts that stayed, and the parts that drifted beyond reach. Held with love, but not always seen. Not everything that floats away is lost. Some fragments of who we were exist beyond holding, in a space that belongs only to them. We hold what we can. The rest, we let be.
Analogue collage on paper (3D)
A4
2026
An ode to the inner child. The parts that stayed, and the parts that drifted beyond reach. Held with love, but not always seen. Not everything that floats away is lost. Some fragments of who we were exist beyond holding, in a space that belongs only to them. We hold what we can. The rest, we let be.
Analogue collage on paper (3D)
A4
2026