Exit Vectors: Consciousness Starts With An Eye

Prompt: A consciousness disintegrating into particles of static, each fragment containing a reflection of an eye, suspended in a void where geometry breaks down. Creative Process: When the old masters spoke of windows to the soul, they never mentioned the undertow. that day i painted an eye emerging from murky waters, watching as consciousness itself struggled against the tide. there's something deliciously unsettling about a single eye floating in space - it reminded me of lucian freud's intense gazes mixed with turner's stormy seascapes. i wanted to capture that moment when you realize you're being observed by something ancient and patient..