I spend months experimenting with new techniques, navigating a process defined by trial and error—mostly error. It’s in my nature to push the boundaries of my materials, testing their limits until they reveal something unexpected. This approach is costly; many sculptures fail along the way. But occasionally, a piece emerges that feels complete, as though it has weathered and survived the transitions I’ve imposed.

This painting has undergone a transformative journey, and its meaning has evolved every time I have looked at it over the years. Initially titled 'Tentative Grip on Reality', it was created during a tumultuous period marked by existential uncertainty and disillusionment. The faded hand, barely visible…