Judas (Therapy Series)
Antique linen, stained, charcoal & pigments
100 X 139 cm
The work shows the first flower losing its petals—betrayal, integrity dissolving, the moral compass slipping. It points at those who hurt me, but just as much at the people I have let down along the way. We all fall into chaos sometimes, acting from habit, not from the higher self.
On the surface: be in a bubble, trust (crossed out), and a quiet “fuck you.”
Every saint has a past. Every sinner has a future.
This piece does not moralize. It holds the inevitability of failure as part of being human. The bloom falls apart, but in its undoing it reveals its teacher: that to lose one’s petals is not only to wither, but also to learn.
