Sacred and pop culture, a halo and a pirate hat, a cross and naive decoration. There is no intention to shock or destroy — this is a quiet conversation about faith that no longer needs a fixed form.
The face looks gentle and slightly tired. Not from above, not with judgment. It is not an image of power or a symbol of morality, but a presence — a state in which you are not evaluated or corrected.
The hearts around are not about romance. They represent an excess of love, dense and almost intrusive. A love you cannot hide from, even if for a long time you pretended you didn’t care.
This work is about the moment when you allow yourself to be seen. Not by someone external, but by yourself. Without a role, without justification, without trying to be right. Because sometimes the hardest thing is to admit that love never disappeared — you simply stopped looking at it.