A figure turns away, draped in a soft stole and a string of pearls, while an oversized Rubik’s Cube replaces the head. The polished, unsolved cube makes identity feel like a puzzle—coded, rotated, never wholly seen at once. Luxury markers meet a logic toy: appearance versus intellect, surface versus structure. With cinematic rim-light and a poised silhouette, the work asks how many “moves” it takes to reconcile the roles we’re handed with the selves we choose.