80x80 cm, acrylic, pastel on canvas. Germany, 2024
Is there a limit to the depth of human suffering? Can we compare one person's pain to another's, thereby devaluing their feelings? Can we truly see someone's internal struggle when everything seems fine on the surface, but darkness consumes them within?
How long does it take to reach our own metaphorical bottom, and will we have the strength to push off and rise again?
How fast can we fall, and how much time do we need to stand back up?
