A plant in its final breath, still vibrant, still fighting. Flame Out is a portrait of the entrance between inside and outside, between life and the moment it begins to vibrate. In a room enclosed by pressing lines, the plant’s form twists, rises, and unfolds as if silently screaming. Each stroke is a heartbeat; each leaf, an act of defiance. Life does not fade quietly, even in its exit. Here, the domestic becomes dramatic, and the botanical becomes profoundly human.