Two figures sit on the Brooklyn Bridge, their identities erased by distortion - one dissolved into pixel static, the other hidden behind the gaping jaws of a beast. Between them, a pale bloom rests like an unspoken code. The air hums with fractured color, as if the scene itself were a corrupted transmission. Flesh and machine blur, and somewhere in the noise, a truth waits to be decoded.
Digitally painted, AI-based artwork. 6000 x 6000 px