BA Art Studio
I look at you
These layers I would like to have on the palm of my hand
Once I visited a zoo and I felt bad for the limited space the animals had and the stares they must have felt but the tiger behind the glass stared back at me with a wilderness he might have never actually lived. This stare of a never dying soul, of openess, of a direct answer, of a standpoint impossible to negate itself is often hidden behind layers.