"Where did I go , which way gets me back? Except I don't think I want to return. This descent into spirals is not about return—it is about uncovering what’s hidden beneath pleasure and pain. The face bends, the bones stretch, tears blur into illusions, yet the eye stays wide open. Lost becomes a playground where madness is not a curse but a companion, where beauty drips from confusion and truth hides in distortion. This work began as a sketch in a moment of identity crisis, when I no longer knew who I was or where I wanted to be. Now, it has become a portal—inviting you to step inside and ask yourself: Do you want to find your way back, or are you ready to stay here too?"