Introspection, Oct 2025
Introspection, Oct 2025
Quiet psychological moments, interior landscapes, and the fragile edges between awareness and dream.
Quiet psychological moments, interior landscapes, and the fragile edges between awareness and dream.
Afraid to Sleep
Afraid to Sleep
Digital Mixed Media, 2025 — Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
Digital Mixed Media, 2025
Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
“If I sleep… I will feel it again.”
Some people escape into dreams. Others learn to escape by never closing their eyes.
Insomnia becomes a refuge - a space where the pain is blurred, the memories suspended, the self untouched.
But waking always comes. And when it does, reality returns with everything we tried not to feel. The longer we delay the fall, the harder it hits.
“If I sleep… I will feel it again.”
Some people escape into dreams. Others learn to escape by never closing their eyes.
Insomnia becomes a refuge - a space where the pain is blurred, the memories suspended, the self untouched.
But waking always comes. And when it does, reality returns with everything we tried not to feel. The longer we delay the fall, the harder it hits.
Broken Infinity
Broken Infinity
Digital Mixed Media, 2025 — Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
Digital Mixed Media, 2025
Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
“So, here it is. The world you were promised.
Endless. Yours.
What will you do with it?”
We were told the world was infinite - that everything was possible, reachable, ours. But infinity was never freedom. It was responsibility. We broke the world by pretending it could absorb everything we demanded of it. The horizon remains, but it no longer promises anything. The future is still possible — just no longer clean.
“So, here it is. The world you were promised.
Endless. Yours.
What will you do with it?”
We were told the world was infinite - that everything was possible, reachable, ours. But infinity was never freedom. It was responsibility.
We broke the world by pretending it could absorb everything we demanded of it.
The horizon remains, but it no longer promises anything. The future is still possible - just no longer clean.
Future Woman
Future Woman
Digital Mixed Media, 2025 — Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
Digital Mixed Media, 2025
Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
“I packed everything I need.”
She carries only what the world once told her matters - elegance, poise, proof of belonging.
She does not look at the sky. She does not ask where she is going.
She believes she is prepared because she has never faced a world that does not care about beauty or certainty.
Her lesson has not begun yet.
“I packed everything I need.”
She carries only what the world once told her matters - elegance, poise, proof of belonging.
She does not look at the sky. She does not ask where she is going.
She believes she is prepared because she has never faced a world that does not care about beauty or certainty.
Her lesson has not begun yet.
No Shelter
No Shelter
Digital Mixed Media, 2025 — Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
Digital Mixed Media, 2025
Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
“Wait… was it always like this?”
The landscape has changed, though she cannot remember when.
The familiar has become foreign. The safe has become distant.
She searches her memory for a moment of transition, but there is none.
The world did not break all at once - it drifted. And now there is no shelter to return to.
“Wait… was it always like this?”
The landscape has changed, though she cannot remember when.
The familiar has become foreign. The safe has become distant.
She searches her memory for a moment of transition, but there is none.
The world did not break all at once - it drifted. And now there is no shelter to return to.
Coffee Break
Coffee Break
Digital Mixed Media, 2025 — Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
Digital Mixed Media, 2025
Harris La Cross (Cyprus)
“Of course everything is fine.
Look — I’m having coffee.”
Somewhere, children starve, cities burn, and history repeats itself in full color.
But here, the coffee is warm. Here, the grocery stores are full, the Wi-Fi works, and the headlines feel far away. Comfort does not require cruelty — only distance.
A civilization doesn’t collapse when the first bomb falls. It collapses when we learn to sip calmly beside it.
“Of course everything is fine.
Look — I’m having coffee.”
Somewhere, children starve, cities burn, and history repeats itself in full color.
But here, the coffee is warm. Here, the grocery stores are full, the Wi-Fi works, and the headlines feel far away. Comfort does not require cruelty - only distance.
A civilization doesn’t collapse when the first bomb falls. It collapses when we learn to sip calmly beside it.