Counting Worms

Mortality intruding on the mind. Three skulls hover against a deep, blood-red void, their grainy and decaying texture showing both physical death and psychological erosion. As the central skull dominates, its hollow sockets are filled not with darkness but with red flowers: an unnatural efflorescence. Paired with two smaller skulls bearing similar floral infestations, the composition creates repetition, like intrusive thoughts echoing in a loop. The flowers are bold and suffocating; beauty shown as a reminder that death is not distant, but invasive. The piece captures the feeling of being haunted from within, where the mind becomes a breeding ground for decay, and the boundary between life and death blurs.