I think it’s only fair to tell it as it is. I saw a dream where a woman jumped from a high floor. While everyone ran towards her, my attention stopped on a broken pot with flowers that looked as if they had just bloomed. For some reason, it felt like during the fall she touched the pot, and it fell with her. When I woke up, I understood that the pot was her body, and the flowers were her soul. That is why the work is called “Almost a Happy Ending”. She experienced pain in the physical world, but became free in the spiritual one. This work is not about the fall itself, but about the state after it. I am interested in the boundary where the physical ends and something else begins — quieter, but more lasting. The broken form remains on the ground, while what was inside continues to exist beyond it.