Don't cross my borders, 290€

In this painting delicate silver moths hover at the edges of a softly glowing circle—at once curious and hesitant, as if aware of an invisible threshold they dare not pass. The circle, marked with silver leaf and intersected by subtle lines, becomes a symbol of personal space, of safety drawn in instinct and memory. The rich blue background evokes a dreamlike stillness, echoing childhood fears—of being touched without permission, of boundaries ignored. There’s a quiet plea woven into the work: to be seen, but not trespassed; to be close, but not consumed. The moths, rendered with shimmering fragility, suggest thoughts or people that drift too near, drawn by light but warned away by something unspoken. Their silver wings flutter with the tension between desire and restraint, beauty and fear. This painting holds space for the silent stories we carry from childhood—the ones about protecting the self, about defining where “I” ends and “you” begins. Tender yet firm, Don’t Cross My Borders speaks to anyone who’s ever needed to redraw their own line in the sky.