This painting feels like an unraveling of the mind laid bare in color. Each vertical streak tells a story, with dark, heavy shades of red, blue, and black pressing down like the weight of long nights and unspoken thoughts. As the eye travels across, the palette shifts and breaks into softer violets, fragile pinks, and finally into bursts of neon greens and oranges, like small but defiant sparks of hope refusing to be swallowed by the darkness.
The piece mirrors the way mental health struggles often feel: a constant pull between shadows and light, moments where everything blurs together in chaos, yet also flashes where resilience shines through. The drips and uneven layers embody the raw honesty of healing. It is not linear, it is messy, and yet there is beauty in every imperfect line.