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In 2025, while reading Antigone by Sophocles for school, I found myself thinking a lot about the weight of conviction and what it costs to stand by it. This piece was painted with that tension in mind. The two flowers sit apart from each other against an open, textured background, almost suspended in silence. The soft pinks and deeper red tones give the painting a kind of outward gentleness, but there’s still something uneasy underneath it. Like much of Antigone, it feels caught between beauty and inevitability, between tenderness and defiance.
24×36
In 2025, while reading Antigone by Sophocles for school, I found myself thinking a lot about the weight of conviction and what it costs to stand by it. This piece was painted with that tension in mind. The two flowers sit apart from each other against an open, textured background, almost suspended in silence. The soft pinks and deeper red tones give the painting a kind of outward gentleness, but there’s still something uneasy underneath it. Like much of Antigone, it feels caught between beauty and inevitability, between tenderness and defiance.