A bust that keeps breathing after the paint has dried.
A head and shoulders in polished metal, sealed behind a single wraparound lens. Cyan, orange, magenta, yellow — thrown at the surface and left there. Behind it the background keeps moving like liquid caught mid-pour, violet into pink into something warmer at the bottom. Once per loop the light swells and the whole surface bends under it, paint and metal and glass all shifting a few millimetres together. Then it settles back and starts again. Nothing in it is still, and nothing in it ever leaves.