Three heads, one body.
One celebrates, alive in the moment, delighting in what it finds. One watches quietly, the ever-present observer, detached but aware. And one… turns inward, blade in beak, striking itself with sharp intention.
This piece explores the push and pull within. Joy, reflection, destruction – all coexisting.
It speaks to the strange ways we hold ourselves together, and the stranger ways in which we sometimes tear ourselves apart.
There’s no single answer here. Just a creature caught in the act of being – alive, aware, and achingly human in its contradictions.
