70×100 cm, mixed media and oil on Canvas
What would you leave at the door?
Navasildra (the tree) remembers everything you came from — the stories encoded before you could choose them, the lives that ran before yours. The portal is open. But nothing you use to defend yourself out there will help you in here.
What are you still carrying that was never yours to begin with?
Interested or have a question?
70×100 cm, mixed media and oil on Canvas
What would you leave at the door?
Navasildra (the tree) remembers everything you came from — the stories encoded before you could choose them, the lives that ran before yours. The portal is open. But nothing you use to defend yourself out there will help you in here.
What are you still carrying that was never yours to begin with?
Interested or have a question?
