This series reflects on the fleeting nature of life — how little time we have, and how deeply we hope to leave something behind.

Each image is a quiet echo: color bleeding into silence, forms dissolving into memory.
There are no outlines here — only the suggestion of something once alive, now slipping away.

Like the imagined song of a bird that’s no longer there, the work touches on something essential:
the fragility of existence,
and our quiet yearning to matter —
if only for a moment.