Mako: Static Between Pages.

Mako feels trapped between layers—like a signal lost inside noise. This piece blends torn fragments of printed reality with fleeting glimpses of his presence, as if he exists in the margins of something unfinished.
The overlapping pages create a suffocating structure, hiding and revealing him in fragments—hair, eyes, traces of emotion. The intrusion of red disrupts the calm, hinting at something raw breaking through the monotony.
There’s a quiet tension here: knowledge, memory, identity—all stacked, obscured, and distorted. Mako isn’t fully seen, only implied—like a thought you almost remember but can’t quite hold onto.
A composition about being buried under layers, yet still trying to surface.