There are no eyes in this portrait — only flowers, as if the mind gave up and turned into a flowerbed. Everything once called “personality” is now replaced with sunflowers, poppies, and cornflowers. Butterflies fly around, unsure who’s alive and who already belongs to the botanical dream.
This is a visual reboot, where thoughts are replaced by pollen and worries dissolve into deep green stillness. A NFT for those who feel: sometimes, you just want to stop being — and bloom.