Description
The Four is a visual elegy to rare unshakable friendship — the kind that finds you not at your best but in your mess. Out of a lifetime of 29 years only four people truly stood by me. Not because I was perfect — I wasn’t. I was the outcast. The mistake-maker. The one who felt too much and got it wrong more often than right. But these four… They stayed. They let me be ugly and brilliant at the same time. They didn’t just witness my becoming — they held space for it. This painting speaks of loyalty as rebellion. Love as clarity. And how even in a crowd your soul knows who’s real. The faceless figures are intentional — because trust real trust is felt more than seen. Against a backdrop of chaos and noise The Four raise their arms not in protest but in pride. They knew me before the world decided I wasn’t enough. And because of them I found pieces of myself I never knew were missing. In a world full of betrayals four became a sanctuary. This is for them.
