Thick yellow paint slashes across a suited face, dripping over red lips to reveal a persona stretched thin by obligation. A polished collar hints at success concealing an inner emptiness, while violent brushwork and clashing colors convey the inner dissonance the figure endures with composure and quiet courage. But what once served as a shield for the truest self now exposes slivers of vulnerability. The work fuses reality and emotion into stark contrast, channeling both personal essence and a timeless conflict haunted by an echoing past. What remains is one question: is there still enough within to finally walk a path of one’s own making? The time may have come. [co-curation statements synthesis]