This work started from a familiar place — the story of Beauty and the Beast. But instead of retelling it, I wanted to pull it inward and treat it less as a narrative and more as a state of being.

For me, the “beauty” and the “beast” are not two separate characters. They exist at the same time, in the same body, sometimes even in the same moment. The image reflects that tension. The eyes are human, aware, almost calm — but everything around them begins to shift. Antlers, wings, textures of growth and decay… something instinctive is always just beneath the surface.

The geometric form interrupts this organic world. It’s deliberate, constructed, almost artificial. I see it as a kind of frame or threshold — a way we try to contain, understand, or even distance ourselves from what is more primal. But it doesn’t resolve the tension. If anything, it makes it more visible.

This piece is about that boundary — or maybe the illusion of one. Where the human ends and the inhuman begins. Where control gives way to instinct. And whether those opposites were ever separate to begin with.