We are never truly born naked. The giant pink infant in this painting represents the purity of life, yet his skin is embedded with houses—metaphors for the names, lineages, and inescapable expectations we inherit at birth. These "homes" often feel like shackles, but they are also part of our flesh.Endurance explores the profound reconciliation with these innate burdens. Rather than stripping away our history, we must accept it as our foundation. By standing on the imprints of the past, we find the coordinates to build our own future. These houses are heavy, yet they are the bedrock upon which we define who we are.
