The face, that stage where our deepest and most subtle emotions are manifested, can be a mirror of our soul. When something as simple as some milk spilled on it occurs, it’s as if a small storm invades our serenity.
The white liquid, innocent in its nature, now draws a new map over our expression. It may be an insignificant blemish, a trivial flaw in the vast universe of existence, or it may be a vivid metaphor for the imperfections we face daily.
The face, that stage where our deepest and most subtle emotions are manifested, can be a mirror of our soul. When something as simple as some milk spilled on it occurs, it’s as if a small storm invades our serenity.
The white liquid, innocent in its nature, now draws a new map over our expression. It may be an insignificant blemish, a trivial flaw in the vast universe of existence, or it may be a vivid metaphor for the imperfections we face daily.
| Weight | 4 kg |
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| Dimensions | 120 × 120 × 4 cm |
