Sometimes you look into the face of your own fears, and they turn out to be mirrors. Not enemies. Not monsters. But you — in different forms. And if you have the courage not to turn away, clarity is born in that gaze. Pain ceases to be the enemy.
It becomes a map. A guide. A meaning.
This is a collage assembled in Procreate from my physical sketches — drawn with pen and pencil, with a touch of children’s gouache. Scanned, layered, and digitally refined.
Size: 9000×6000 pixels
