The title alone feels like a story waiting to be told, doesn’t it? Yet, the story behind it is as much about process as it is about inspiration.

It started with a crossroads. After completing a previous work, Self Isolation or the Unsung Story of How Dreams Unconsciously Interfered with My Daily Life, I found myself questioning my direction. That piece had been a finalist in the 16th ARC Salon and featured in their catalogue—a milestone for me. But success breeds its own kind of uncertainty. What comes next?


I decided I wanted to create another portrait, but this time with a vertical composition—something that felt more narrative, more intimate. And I knew it would be a nude, though not the kind of airbrushed perfection that dominates galleries. No, I wanted something raw, unvarnished, and deeply human.

The setting revealed itself almost serendipitously: a bathtub. Think about it—a space that straddles the line between private and universal. Vulnerable yet reflective. The works of Lee Price and Sara Gallagher, with their meditative depictions of women in water, influenced my thinking.

From there, the piece unfolded like a conversation. Each stroke of the pen felt like a revelation.