This ​triptych explores the dissonance between imagined futures and lived reality.

The first piece—a pink, glittering collage of magazine cutouts—constructs a vision of adulthood seen through a child’s eyes: idealised, joyful, drenched in pop culture and possibility. It is playful, dreamy, and unburdened by the weight of what was to come.

The second piece shifts abruptly to blue and white tones, evoking sterile hospital environments. Composed entirely of personal photographs, appointment letters and medication—the work refuses to dramatise or soften. It is documentation, a mirror to the disillusionment and quiet devastation of chronic illness.

The final piece is a letter—written as a fictional poem to my parents. It gently asks the viewer to reconsider the fears we hold for our children. Parties, drinking, bad decisions: fears that pale beside watching your child's life slowly and permanently be shaped by illness.