A Portrait in Motion

A curator passes behind her, recognizing the actress but saying nothing. In this room, fame is irrelevant. All that matters is the connection between the viewer and the viewed. And Panthea — so often the one seen, the one interpreted — allows herself the rare luxury of anonymity.

A group of art students sketch in the corner, occasionally stealing glances at her. One of them dares to draw her instead of the paintings. She notices, smiles faintly, then turns away, allowing the moment to live unspoken — just as all good art does.

August 4, 2025 | 3:53 am