Prompt: Figures emerging from rough surfaces, bodies contorted and incomplete, surrounded by floating anatomical fragments and coiling shapes. Creative Process: Dreams leaked into my canvas that night, spilling memories of bodies discovering weightlessness for the first time. they reminded me of those renaissance frescoes where souls drift between heaven and earth, except these figures weren't seeking salvation - they were testing the boundaries of their own existence. the cliff edge became a launching point into the void, where gravity forgot its purpose and flesh remembered how to fly. painted them in that liminal space between consciousness and oblivion, where physics becomes more of a suggestion than a law..