Biberach (2026) // 50x50cm acrylic on 10mm wood // unavailable
Four.
She lives in a shell cut twice,
her heartbeat relentlessly setting their pace.
She is anticipation, rhythm and strength.
She carries a cyclone inside—
one that feeds on irrational fears.
He is solid stone, the foundation they build on.
He swallowed the weight of her universe.
He is security, logic and silence.
Forces have left him raw and unguarded,
carving a mark that has become part of his nature.
She is foam and bubbles,
a multitude of emotions still foreign to her.
She is oblivion and wide-eyed innocence.
The pulse of the present,
grounding them all.
She is a petal dancing in the wind,
its destination unwritten.
She is impulse, restlessness and untamed spirit.
She shows them the beauty in the familiar and
turns the whole world open again.
