I Have Become What I Have Seen

I Have Become What I Have Seen is a surrealist tableau of metamorphosis and memory, portraying a butterfly-winged figure at the threshold between beauty and brokenness. Kneeling on a cracked, barren earth, the central figure is a hybrid of porcelain delicacy and organic decay — her skin veined like fine ceramic, her body chained to shattered masks, fruit, and faceless remains.

Her wings are ablaze with vivid hues of orange and crimson — a stark contrast to the muted despair of her environment — suggesting both freedom and fragility. In the background, distorted feminine forms are rooted like trees, half-human, half-myth, entangled in ghostly expressions of trauma or remembrance. The sky, pale and vacant, offers no comfort — only silence.

This piece reflects a deeply introspective journey — a visual metaphor for identity formed through observation, pain, and transformation. It questions the cost of seeing too much, and what we must shed to become whole again.