flores y ramas desenfocadas con un fondo suave y onírico

Polina Volosovets

the work is part of an ongoing series about the fragile space between becoming and being. this particular image started with a single question: how much of what we see is actually there, and how much is shaped by the filter we carry inside? we move through the world with our own optics built from memory, desire, conditioning, and we mistake that lens for clarity. the image is soft, layered, out of focus. it doesn't show what it is, it invites you to sense what it could be. there's movement in it - not literal, but felt. the kind of movement that happens when you're trying to understand something you can't quite name yet. i think of this series as a kind of visual poetry, because it works like one: it doesn't explain. it echoes. it leaves space. in this piece, there's also a quiet tension: the movement of reaching, of trying, of almost getting there - and the moment when you realise you've been circling the same questions. a loop we create ourselves when we stop looking outward.

sáb, 4 jul 2026・Berlín

26 de junio de 2026

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