I Have Dust in Curious Places unfolds like a visual poem about life in the making – a still life of imperfection that speaks of the courage to show oneself in the midst of becoming. At its core is not the finished result, but the fragile, powerful in-between: here, success is not defined as a flawless end, but as an expression of authenticity, care, resilience, and inner growth – slow, steady, honest.
 
The title refers to the artist’s body-printing technique, where paint – like life itself – leaves traces in unexpected places. In this work, the dust of daily life becomes glitter: what accumulates, what clings, becomes a source of light. Residue turns into radiance, the seemingly insignificant transforms into something sublime.
 
This piece invites us into those chaotic, unfiltered moments that lie beneath every accomplishment: the studio before the exhibition, the desk before the presentation, the body before the dress, the curlers before the camera. Where nothing is finished yet, identity takes shape, ideas grow, and transformation occurs. There is a quiet, often overlooked strength in this in-between – raw, fragile, full of possibility.
 
The cities hanging like laundry in the painting are metaphors for this state of suspension. They exist between sky and earth, between daily life and vision – in the process of becoming, upheld by care, perseverance, and quiet dedication. It is the daily tending to dreams, responsibilities, and relationships – before they are ready to meet the world.
 
What becomes visible here is often hidden in everyday life: the quiet heroism of living. Beauty is not born of pose or perfection, but of the willingness to be seen in the meantime – vulnerable, real, and in motion. This work does not simply ask who we are, but who we are willing to become.