A piercing blue gaze, a face marked by time, but at the center of this imposing figure, an opening, a secret: a child nestled in the shadows. Like an inner presence, a vestige of the past that has never disappeared.
The colours burst forth, unreal: azure skin, a tangy green background, a vibrant pink garment. The contrast between this chromatic explosion and the dark figure in the hollow of the chest accentuates the symbolism: childhood is not erased, it is there, lurking beneath the surface, intact, sometimes silent but always present.
With "The Child in Me" , WRD depicts this duality that we all carry: the adult shaped by life and the child who continues to whisper under the skin. An intimate, disturbing work that invites us to reconnect with this part buried within us.
