
Three Faces of Me
Not one voice. Not two. Three.
There are parts of us that never speak at the same time.
They take turns. They overlap. They contradict each other — and still belong together.
This piece was born from that tension. From the understanding that identity is not a single line, but a layered composition.
One face that holds the world together.
One that breaks quietly.
And one that keeps moving forward —
even when the others hesitate.
None of them is a mask.
None of them is false.
They are all true, depending on the moment.
This work doesn’t try to resolve the contradiction.
It listens to it.
It lets each voice exist without forcing harmony.

