She leans into the sound as if it were light wrapping her in something clean. Around her, the world mutters — heavy with grit, whispers, and the slow crawl of things better left unseen. On her back, a great white moth has settled, its wings thick with the dust of the world she’s trying to escape. It clings as her skin rises creepy with bumps.
Still, she listens on. The melody becomes her refuge — a fragile brightness that keeps the filth at the edge of hearing, turning what’s crawling and cold into something that almost feels like calm.
Title: Comforting Sounds (Song by Mew)
Size: 44” x 40”
Year: 2024
Media: Ink and metallic ink, acrylic, canvas on board
Framed: Yes
