when the heart thins

acrylic & gouache on wood, photoshop

2020

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The urge to turn my room into something fantastical was unreal. My bed turns into this cloud-like adventure surrounded by a river and a waterfall that cleanses a figure whose heart is tainted with toxins and we see it seep out back into the water below its feet. My curtains turn into butterfly wings resembling the event of changing my old, tinted curtains into a new set of curtains. There’s even a forbidden forest behind the cloud realm standing in scary spikes of red! My room was both my savior and villain this year and it was my whole world.