Confessions of a Burnout

Mixed Media on canvas 30x40

One side is brightly colored, almost fluorescent, with clean lines as if a facade were still standing.

Confession 1: I kept shining while I was slowly fading. Because if I stopped, everything would collapse. The other side is gray, torn, with collaged pieces and a dull expression.

Confession 2: I felt divided. Functioning on the outside, fragmented on the inside. “Blah blah blah” fills the background.

Confession 3: Everything became noise. Opinions, expectations, tasks, until I could no longer hear my own voice. 🖤 A black heart on the shoulder.

Confession 4: I kept giving while my own well was already empty. Love, time, energy, everything went to the other. This artwork is not an indictment. It is a confession. And perhaps also an invitation. To stop in time. To feel again. To return to yourself.