There are moments when the mirror becomes a battlefield - where we mistake survival for flaws and reflection for failure. Beauty and the beast is a portrait of that internal struggle: the way trauma distorts the way we see ourselves, convincing us that we are unworthy of softness, love or light.
In this piece, the “beast” isn’t a villain - she is the misunderstood reflection of pain, Beneath her armour lives tenderness, longing and the quiet hope of being seen for who she truly is.
This painting invites us to look again - to meet our reflection not with judgement, but with compassion. To realise that beauty was never lost, it was only waiting for permission to return.
Comes unframed, add floating frame as extra in products
There are moments when the mirror becomes a battlefield - where we mistake survival for flaws and reflection for failure. Beauty and the beast is a portrait of that internal struggle: the way trauma distorts the way we see ourselves, convincing us that we are unworthy of softness, love or light.
In this piece, the “beast” isn’t a villain - she is the misunderstood reflection of pain, Beneath her armour lives tenderness, longing and the quiet hope of being seen for who she truly is.
This painting invites us to look again - to meet our reflection not with judgement, but with compassion. To realise that beauty was never lost, it was only waiting for permission to return.
Comes unframed, add floating frame as extra in products
