In the weight of daily life, our hearts endure the quiet violence of expectation, loss, and betrayal. Each wound leaves an unseen mark — scars that never truly fade, only settle beneath the surface, aching in silence. When heartache becomes an action rather than a feeling, how do we reclaim happiness as a ritual of healing?

This work embodies the journey of the heart through pain and recovery. The hollow wounds speak of fragility, the returning flow reflects the helpless return to reality, and the blooming flowers symbolize renewal — transforming trauma into growth, and sorrow into the quiet beauty of endurance.