LIGHT WILL COME LATER

These figures feel like they are standing in the same room, yet each one lives in their own world. They look outward, but never quite meet — carrying private thoughts, quiet tensions, and unfinished stories.

There is a restless energy in the lines, a sense of movement without direction.
Voices seem present, but unheard — like conversations that never fully happen.

Still, beneath the chaos, there is something human and fragile:
the shared experience of waiting, searching, and holding on until clarity slowly finds its way.

Paint on canvas.
2026. One of a kind.
180 cm x 120 cm.