🎨 Hello, dear artists!
There’s an eye. It doesn’t speak. It doesn’t sleep. But it sees everything.👁️
Every move you make. Every thought you try to hide. It watches in silence, sharp and unblinking—like it knows you better than you know yourself. It never judges out loud, but you feel its stare—cold, heavy, impossible to escape. You can cover mirrors, dim the lights, turn your back… but the eye follows.
It’s always there, even when you’re alone.
Especially when you’re alone.
And the truth is—the scariest part isn’t that it watches you.
It’s that the eye is you.
Turn off your phone and reserve this time just for you. Colors, brushes… and action!.🖼️🖌️
