This painting is a journey inside the body after a long night. It speaks of the state that remains after the music stops, when the body tries to remember the rhythm and the breath seeks balance.

The colors tremble like liquids seeking to be emptied. The brushstrokes crash like acidic waves on the walls of the stomach. While the light tries to find its way between the remaining heat and the boiling turbulence.

Everything seems alive, but also tired. Like a body chewing on the memories of the night, the smells, the excessive words, the last sips that now turn into noise inside.

The irony in this squirming is deeply human because every excess has its consequence, and every consequence has its own poetry.

Like a body learning to breathe again, like a soul seeking water after a fire. “Inside the Hangover” is not just a painting about drunkenness. It is a moment of reflection on life that keeps spinning, even when the stomach is churning.