The body does not appear as whole.

It resists completion.

Seen through a broken mirror, it fractures into unstable versions of itself—

partial, repeated, and slipping out of coherence.

This work moves around the idea of identity not as something possessed,

but as something that constantly dissolves. What unfolds is not a collapse, but a quiet act of self erasure, a slow disappearance within one’s own image.

The body remains visible,

but never fully belongs to itself.