SELF PORTRAITS

This body of work emerges from the fragmented architecture of the self — the voices, contradictions, impulses, and distortions that live inside my head. These are not metaphors; they are real forces. Conflicting thoughts, exaggerated flaws, alternate versions of myself. At times, they act like heteronyms — distinct, autonomous, and often in conflict.

The sculptures can be seen as their portraits. Each face, shaped in wire, carries a different tension: some scream, some twist, some stare blankly like masks of the dead. Expression becomes a language of psychological states. The deformity is not accidental — it mirrors the distortion of thought, the way the mind bends in on itself.

These are not decorative objects. They are extractions — attempts to translate internal chaos into something visible, raw, and honest. Each piece is a face I’ve worn, still wear, or fear I could become.