The Face Of My Soul: SOMNIA

Somewhere between dreaming and waking, the boundaries of reality begin to dissolve. A figure lies suspended within an untamed, dreamlike landscape, caught in a moment of quiet astonishment. Its gesture suggests an encounter with something beyond the familiar, as though it has awakened within a world it cannot quite recognize. Above, light descends through a shifting sky of clouds and distant silhouettes, blurring the distinction between the natural and the imagined. Amid the darkness and restless layers, a small flower emerges in vivid color, like a fragment of beauty preserved by the unconscious. It becomes a subtle reminder that even within the most obscure landscapes of the mind, something delicate can still bloom. Perhaps dreams are not merely escapes from reality, but hidden passages into ways of seeing that waking life rarely allows us to discover. And perhaps awakening is not always about leaving a dream behind, but about recognizing that something within it has changed the way we perceive the world. SOMNIA inhabits that uncertain space between what is imagined and what is real, where wonder takes shape and the familiar becomes extraordinary.