Through Windows of Light

Standing before this in the Louvre, I’d see not chaos but a city as a metaphor. The figure isn’t just a person; it’s an idea - a wanderer moving through layers of illusion and reality. The windows of light are neon echoes of society, a brilliance masking the emptiness behind. Energy and sharp contrasts tear the city into pixels, while the figure reassembles them into a cohesive self. It’s not debris - it’s honesty. The city is us, with its contrasts, conflicts, and inevitable beauty. P.S. thanks to @ValyaNarts for consultation.