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Dreamt is a visceral exploration of the inner landscape, a hand-drawn and hand-painted digital artwork that dares to visualise the emotional weight of mental health with raw vulnerability and quiet strength. The stylised torso, stripped of clothing and context, becomes a vessel for introspection. Muscular contours are not merely anatomical; they echo the tension of holding oneself together, the silent labour of resilience.
Bathed in a surreal gradient of purples and pinks, the background pulses with dreamlike intensity, a liminal space where thought and feeling blur. Circular motifs drift like echoes of memory, or perhaps the cyclical nature of healing itself. There’s a sense of floating, of being suspended between waking and sleeping, clarity and confusion.
Dreamt invites the viewer to confront the complexities of mental health not as a clinical condition, but as a deeply human experience, layered, abstract, and often unspoken. It’s a portrait of the mind as much as the body, rendered with tenderness and a quiet defiance. In its stillness, it speaks volumes.
Dreamt is a visceral exploration of the inner landscape, a hand-drawn and hand-painted digital artwork that dares to visualise the emotional weight of mental health with raw vulnerability and quiet strength. The stylised torso, stripped of clothing and context, becomes a vessel for introspection. Muscular contours are not merely anatomical; they echo the tension of holding oneself together, the silent labour of resilience.
Bathed in a surreal gradient of purples and pinks, the background pulses with dreamlike intensity, a liminal space where thought and feeling blur. Circular motifs drift like echoes of memory, or perhaps the cyclical nature of healing itself. There’s a sense of floating, of being suspended between waking and sleeping, clarity and confusion.
Dreamt invites the viewer to confront the complexities of mental health not as a clinical condition, but as a deeply human experience, layered, abstract, and often unspoken. It’s a portrait of the mind as much as the body, rendered with tenderness and a quiet defiance. In its stillness, it speaks volumes.