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L O O K T W I C E  

(F T W L T)

What does it feel like to be truly seen? To be understood?

For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted that: someone to notice the details, to read between the lines. But people are often too busy, wrapped up in their own worlds, sometimes unable even to understand their own feelings, let alone mine. I can understand that…

And yet, I’ve always wondered: if I became more mysterious, would people look a little longer? Would they finally see me?

From a distance, these sculptures appear as deep black forms, velvety, soft, inviting. But as you move closer, colors emerge beneath the surface. Each color represents an emotion for the viewer to decipher, waiting for connection, waiting for recognition. These works are about what it feels like to be seen, but not fully understood. Unless someone makes the effort to look deeper.

With time, I’ve learned that not everyone is meant to see you. But there will be ones who will pause, lean in, and take a longer look. They might even understand.

Thank you anyway.

-MM