Description
Three birds are stacked on top of each other, cramped and pleading, trapped in a city that offers no space. One of them has a human face, and its eye is splintered three times, once for each bird. In the distance there a clean tower, stoic and indifferent. This painting is about pressure. About being crowded, overlooked, and expected to adapt. A pleading protest, asking: who gets space? And who has to fold themselves into the corner to survive?
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