IN MY MIND feels like standing inside a storm that never fully breaks.

There is tension—thick, layered, almost physical. Thoughts colliding, overlapping, refusing to settle. The bold yellow pushes forward like urgency, like something that needs to be said but cannot find the right shape. Around it, darker fragments hold weight—doubt, resistance, memory that lingers longer than it should.

The teal opens small spaces of breath, but they are fragile. Not calm—just pauses between intensity. And the red, scattered and alive, carries something raw… a pulse of emotion that slips through control.

This is not chaos without meaning. It is the honesty of a mind that feels deeply, processes endlessly, and cannot simplify what it experiences.

The artist moves through contradiction—clarity and confusion, energy and stillness—trying not to resolve it, but to hold it all at once.