Product Description
Moonlight spills in from the window, enfolding this ambiguous space.
Everything seems suspended in stillness—
except for that crimson, branch-like form,
growing slowly, like a nerve ending quietly sprouting from the nighttime subconscious.
The soft flesh becomes a bed.
The nerves intertwine and spread,
while the bed and the chair remain in waiting.
Year: 2025

Dora Mai
Dora Mai
Dora Mai
Anita Steinwidder
Anita Steinwidder
Anita Steinwidder
