This work is unfinished, and I don't know how to look at it, because with each change of perspective, I see new images and harmony in chaos. 

In one position, I see a flower, in another - someone trying to hold on and not fall, and in yet another, new images are born for me. And these images change, and I don't know where it begins, where the right position is. 

I thought I could add to it, but I have nothing more to say there. It just is. 

And it's about the city and the stars, about paths and hopes, about chaos and harmony, 

and about changes...changes in perspective, changes in personality...

In each layer of this work, there is some mood or moment of my life embedded.

Perhaps this painting doesn't need changes. After all, every stroke and every layer tells a story of searches and feelings. 

It has become a reflection of that moment when I sought to find balance in chaos — and perhaps found it.

That's its essence.
Something particularly significant or exceptionally valuable, important.

Video about the painting: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DDZlMUmtHpr/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==