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Gela Mikava in
Post-social on 07/22/2025
If you show weakness for even a second — they’ll crush you.
Here, tenderness is punished.
In this system, feelings have no value.
The ones who waver — are erased.
This painting explores the quiet violence of vulnerability. A suspended shirt, flowered yet empty, suggests the aftermath of someone who dared to feel. Beneath it, fragmented bodies and erased gestures hover in a muted battlefield.
Text fragments—handwritten in reverse—invite the viewer to engage physically: to tilt, lean in, or photograph and rotate. In doing so, the act of “reading” becomes an act of exposure. The words resist ease, just as the world resists softness.
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