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A lone figure stands at the edge of nowhere, dressed for a journey yet headed into the unknown. His head is a hollow mask of weathered wood—scarred, silent, watching. A worn suitcase, numbered “1,” hints at both a beginning and a burden.
In New Chapter, Berzan invites us to witness the quiet tension of transformation. Who we were must be left behind; who we will become is uncertain. Set in a dreamlike desert and wrapped in stillness, this piece symbolizes departure, reinvention, and the loneliness that comes with shedding old identities.
The past is packed. The path is unwritten. The mask is just a mirror.
A lone figure stands at the edge of nowhere, dressed for a journey yet headed into the unknown. His head is a hollow mask of weathered wood—scarred, silent, watching. A worn suitcase, numbered “1,” hints at both a beginning and a burden.
In New Chapter, Berzan invites us to witness the quiet tension of transformation. Who we were must be left behind; who we will become is uncertain. Set in a dreamlike desert and wrapped in stillness, this piece symbolizes departure, reinvention, and the loneliness that comes with shedding old identities.
The past is packed. The path is unwritten. The mask is just a mirror.