A hand emerges from the darkness, at once fragile and powerful.
It is the desperate and universal gesture of someone who asks to be seen, welcomed, saved.
“Save me” is a silent prayer, but also a declaration of resistance: because the request for help is not weakness, it is courage.
“I don’t create objects, but a presence.
Fragile. Alive.
If it speaks to you, it belongs to you”.
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