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2015
You Won’t Find Answers Here. Only Better Questions.
Art that delivers verdicts is dead art. The kind that arrives with its meaning already packaged doesn’t need you — it wants you as a spectator, not a participant.
These works don’t operate that way.
Each canvas is a question thrown into the space between the painting and the viewer. Not a rhetorical one — those come with the answer stitched underneath. A real question. Open. Slightly uncomfortable, like all questions that matter.
The answer isn’t in the painting. It’s in you. In whether you stop or don’t stop, in what rises inside you — discomfort, recognition, a memory you didn’t summon.
No judge. No sentence. Just an oblique mirror reflecting back an image slightly different from the one you expected.
Self‑evaluation is the bravest act there is. Not guilt — that arrives on its own. But the ability to look at yourself with clear eyes and ask: who is in here?
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