“In my secret life”

Set against a deep black background, the monochrome horse emerges almost quietly from the darkness, its profile suggesting a presence that is intimate rather than exposed. The absence of color removes distraction, allowing the image to focus on expression, form, and the feeling of something deliberately kept beyond view.

The darkness becomes more than a backdrop — it suggests an inner space, private and protected. The horse seems to exist between revelation and concealment, offering only a fragment of itself while keeping the rest untouched.

In My Secret Life speaks of the parts of ourselves that remain unseen: thoughts, memories, desires, and emotions that do not need to be shared to be real. The horse becomes a symbol of this private interior world — calm, self-contained, and quietly independent.

In this sense, secrecy is not isolation, but ownership of an inner life. Some things gain their meaning precisely because they remain ours alone.