Faces gather, yet drift apart, each eye is a secret, each thought its own. A quiet satire hums between shapes, circles interlock, edges soften— life’s contradictions captured in color. Ochres, greens, pinks breathe warmth into human friction, giving dignity to confusion, grace to imperfection. I trace the pulse of behavior, layered, divided, connected, where humor dances with truth, and form becomes feeling. Not one portrait, but many selves, the roles we wear, the masks we lift, the silent stories we carry when we meet one another.