Size: 24in x 36in 
Medium: Oil on Canvas
Year: 2025
 
Sometimes it feels like I’m being attacked from all sides. Nowhere feels safe. I’m damned if I do, damned if I don’t. Every decision feels like a trap, like I’m being forced to choose sides, knowing someone will be disappointed no matter what. On the canvas, it’s all there: split down the middle, raw and exposed. One side a red void, loud and painful. The other, bare canvasquiet, but no less heavy. The simplicity doesn’t soothe. It just reminds me there’s no easy way out.