The ray of light, such a timeless symbol of clarity and hope. The dark void, the beginning of everything, our hiding place, where our deepest secrets live. Manya unfolds as the light illuminates her darkness, her void. Her long dreadlocks act as a perfect representation of our tentacles (energetic), our entanglements. Their winding flow contrasts the directionality and straightforwardness of the rays coming in. She emerges from the battle of light and dark, not floating or sinking, simply looking straight on.
