This sculpture exists across three quiet realities: the hand as it is, the reflection it becomes, and a hidden point where butterflies reveal themselves—fleeting, delicate, almost imagined. Each layer tells a different story. The sculpture shows form. The reflection offers intention. And from a single, secret perspective, beauty escapes in the form of hidden butterflies—fragile and momentary, like truth glimpsed in a world of noise. The deep blue palette gives the piece a sense of stillness—like dusk, or a held breath. It’s a work about subtlety. About what’s there, and what’s only visible if you take the time to really look.