Terra Incognita

DKK 9,400.00
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60 x 80 cm

Custom made aluminium frame with 2 mm glass and a white Ph-neutral backing paper. All frames are custom made by a Danish Art Framing Company .

When artwork are shipped internationally, the destination country may impose import tariffs or duties on the items. The recipient will be billed for any such charges or related costs.

These fees are determined by customs and other relevant authorities in the destination country and cannot be predetermined.

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60 x 80 cm

Custom made aluminium frame with 2 mm glass and a white Ph-neutral backing paper. All frames are custom made by a Danish Art Framing Company .

When artwork are shipped internationally, the destination country may impose import tariffs or duties on the items. The recipient will be billed for any such charges or related costs.

These fees are determined by customs and other relevant authorities in the destination country and cannot be predetermined.

60 x 80 cm

Custom made aluminium frame with 2 mm glass and a white Ph-neutral backing paper. All frames are custom made by a Danish Art Framing Company .

When artwork are shipped internationally, the destination country may impose import tariffs or duties on the items. The recipient will be billed for any such charges or related costs.

These fees are determined by customs and other relevant authorities in the destination country and cannot be predetermined.

Terra Incognita is about expanding horizon in the four square walls of our own chest. I believe life is not to be measured by what holds us captive but what sets us free. I believe we are worth healing. Not because of anything we have or haven’t done. We are worth it because we are woven together. Stich by stich. Detail by detail. We have the ability to think and feel and choose and love and believe. To live with intention. To soak in both sunlight and rain.

And so this piece is about choosing to find the edges, those tender places, and take your body back home. To stare fear in the eye as if it doesn’t own an inch of my skin and pausing in the somatics. Pausing and softening. Softening until I slip through my own constraints and create a new rhythm. An endless cycle of coming back home in my own skin and taking it forth. Listening to the heartbeat, stretching arms around the sorrow and forgiving myself for not trying “hard enough.”

I bet that love comes through. I bet that we can make love fashionable in places where it’s been forgotten. Making love to conversations that bring us closer to knowing ourselves and closer to believing in something much bigger than the four square walls of our own chest.