On Becoming: A Story in Five Pieces There are seasons when the soul outgrows its old skin, when silence becom…

On Becoming: A Story in Five Pieces There are seasons when the soul outgrows its old skin, when silence becomes heavy, when the mirror no longer reflects who we are These artworks that I have brought to life throughout time were born from those thresholds, existing between letting go and rediscovering, between fear and longing, between the masks we wear and the truths we bury. Each piece carries a different shade of the same transformation: the slow, imperfect act of remembering oneself Ecdysis The shedding of the self that no longer fits. A reminder that transformation is not clean or comfortable but raw, imperfect, and necessary. It asks us to sit in discomfort, to meet the shadows, and to understand that what we lose were never truths, only layers. What remains is who we were always meant to become. Luce e Ombra Two ravens circling the same sky representing light and shadow, regret and redemption. They remind us that our past and future are not enemies but mirrors. Beneath each choice lies a question: will we stay bound by what could have been, or rise through what still can be? Anima Velata A veiled soul in the age of performance. Beneath our carefully crafted masks, our true selves tremble, unseen, waiting. This piece speaks of the loneliness of perfection and the quiet rebellion of authenticity: the courage to be known as we are, not as we appear Sielun Laulu (one of the first artworks I’ve ever sold onchain) A soul’s song waiting to be played. Standing on a small stage, surrounded by the remnants of borrowed expectations, this piece is a call to reclaim authorship. Even in the mud, red roses bloom acting as a proof that the ground of our becoming is messy, but fertile Désir Voilé Fear as a delicate, protective, blinding veil. This piece is about longing that aches beneath safety, about beauty missed in the name of control. It dares us to reach through the thorns, to rediscover the vividness of desire hidden behind the quiet comfort of restraint Together, these works trace the fragile bridge between who we were and who we are becoming. They are reminders that the path to truth is not about perfection, but about presence. It’s about daring to look inward, to peel back the veil, and to bloom, even when it hurts Thank you!🌹