Terrestrial Nebula

About this work

In the silence of an eternal shadow, the flower does not die: it metamorphoses. Its petals, once silky, have turned into a fabric of leather and metal, capturing the last glimmers of a vanished sun. It is an immobile dance between fragility and resilience. Each wrinkle in its texture tells the story of a past splendor that refuses to fade, preferring the nobility of withering to the oblivion of nothingness. A relic of vegetable flesh, petrified in the beauty of passing time.

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