The idea of disrupting the order is usual and natural, and nothing is more boring than habits. There are missing perspectives, like words that have not been said yet. A continuation and immortality that cannot be seen yet. Footprints of humans can be seen in it, sentient humans that are present even in its absence. The painting comes out of its skin in hopes that it will take the same space that is occupied with the same humans’ presence. It does not want to be trapped in its void and adopt a life that disrupts stillness; The stillness of mind and body.