Filling the Unfillable

Ever since I was little, I was constantly prescribed new medications to ease my skin condition. The doctor’s visits became routine, and the steady stream of pills and ointments seemed endless. For my young body, the weight of those prescriptions felt heavy—each bottle representing both hope and exhaustion. Every day revolved around a schedule of swallowing pills, taking vitamins, and applying treatments that promised improvement. Yet instead of healing, I often felt sicker, more detached from myself, as though my body was something to be constantly managed rather than understood.
This piece captures that sense of overflow and futility. The bucket, unable to contain the water filled with pills, mirrors how no amount of medication could ever fill the emptiness or cure what felt unfixable. The sculpted face that releases the stream reflects my own body’s breaking point, when the effort to control and suppress my condition became too much to hold in. The water spilling outward represents all the emotions that escaped through that process: frustration, exhaustion, and eventually, surrender.
Through this work, I wanted to confront the contradiction of healing—how something meant to restore can also overwhelm. The constant pouring becomes a cycle that never ends, illustrating how I once believed relief could only come from outside sources.