Recharge Required

When the world grows too loud, retreat is a kindness. Home becomes a haven, silence the remedy. For those who slip away to find themselves again. Coiling above the figure’s head, the power cords suggest a mind overwhelmed, a modern Medusa crowned not with snakes, but the pressures of everyday life.
 
They are not plugged in or powering out, they signal a moment of pause, a call inward, a reminder to restore one’s own battery. The heavy coat becomes a shield, home a sanctuary. This piece honours the strength in withdrawal, and the quiet act of recharging.