the bipolar man my family hate

the bipolar man my family hate 
textured sculpture on canvas

A raw portrait of emotional extremes, fractured relationships and the loneliness of being misunderstood. Tangled forms and clashing colours move between agitation and stillness, reflecting a mind pulled through shifting states while family bonds strain at the edges. Beneath the provocative title lies a deeply human question: what happens when love is overshadowed by fear, stigma and exhaustion? The work does not ask for pity. It demands recognition—of pain, resilience and the person who remains present beneath the label.

51 x 41 cm