"Threshold"

This diptych is a visceral map of a psyche at its breaking point. The grayscale chaos is not a city, but the internal scream of overwhelm—a world where time fractures and the self is buried beneath demands. The hands pressing down are the weight of expectation itself. This turmoil bleeds imperceptibly into the green tranquility below, which whispers not of a place, but a state of being: a memory of peace or a desperate yearning for it, their edges dissolving into one another.

The true subject is the unresolved threshold, a blurred space of constant negotiation. The pervasive question mark is the work's nervous system, the silent scream within the struggle. It does not offer answers but makes the viewer complicit in the search, asking if we can ever truly cross from the noise back into the quiet.