Narrative
I, born from the heart of darkness, will not remain in the dark. Silent and motionless, I am only waiting for a small light to suddenly illuminate my entire face. My eyes are fixed on an absolute silence, waiting for a spark even if that spark ignites a flame within me, bringing me back to life…
When the light within me appears, everything hidden beneath the surface is suddenly revealed. The lines carved into my body narrate the stories of my life, even those forgotten by my hands… They are told when their mask falls away.
You see, I gaze into the silence, and I see everything even the most hidden things…