I’ve been carrying this idea for months.

We don’t meet each other whole.
We collide already fractured—by our upbringing, our experiences, our scars, our stories. And yet, that brokenness is exactly where the beauty lives.

I’m drawn to what’s beneath the surface. The honesty. The cracks. The parts we try to hide. In a culture obsessed with polish and perfection, I’m far more interested in what’s real. Beauty isn’t smooth or flawless—it’s layered, colorful, imperfect, and brave.

These two lovers aren’t just seeing each other.
They’re seeing each other’s colors—bright, broken, vulnerable, alive. They can choose to truly look… or to look away.

Perfect brokenness isn’t something to fix.
It’s something to recognize.
It’s something to love.

So I’ll ask you the same question they face:
Which one are you?

Perfect Brokenness

Glass Mosaic, 2026

Pair — Girl 36x36 in. | Boy 36x36 in.

Individually $10,500

Pair $18,000