Its all about perspective

This is an anamorphic landscape. Here, perception bends and stories unfold only when you move, when you look again, when you dare to see differently.

At its heart stands a breathing body, wrapped in different fabrics, threads, and textures overlap; dyed, stitched, torn or repaired, revealing time, memory, and transformation. Here fabric becomes a vessel for memory, gesture, and exchange.

Flow. A tree defying boundaries. This tapestry was born from a tree that broke through the cemetery of Bashoura. A vision suspended between life and death, decay and bloom. From one angle, it speaks of endings; from another, renewal.