There’s something about emptiness. It can be dark, ominous, and infinite. Sometimes, we may find ourselves drowning in it.
Eyes speak the secrets of our soul. It’s like looking into a crystal ball of what makes us tick. They show our rawest emotions and our darkest secrets. But what happens when the crystal ball goes blank? What happens when Void looks back at us?
The nothingness. Our bodies become empty vessels, clinging to the appearance of normality and humanity. There is no longer joy, passion, sadness, or fear. The nothingness takes over and leaves only a shell of what used to be. Empty.
This is a topic I explore often. Figures laying in water like forgotten heroes, their bodies showing physical turmoil and weakness, but their eyes staring back with nothingness. Some of them eat or cover themselves as if tired, others show a glimpse of attitude and finally, I reduce them to the white eye itself.