You can tell by the way her eyes sit – just a little heavy, like they’ve held too much colour, too much noise. Green hair like she’s grown past it, through it, out of it. A face that’s been painted by experience, layer on layer. Not broken – just someone who’s stood in the storm and let it shape her. Roots deep, branches wide.
 
Acrylic on bamboo paper
2021 (Lisbon, Portugal)
40 x 30 cm