Solo Exhibition, Fabrika Tbilisi, 2024
an introspective project that delves into the collective memory of queer individuals, focusing on themes of grief and the challenges faced by LGBTQ+ communities. In Georgia, where societal stigma and homophobia force many to conceal their identities, queer people often find themselves in isolating cycles of secrecy. The project reflects the emotional toll of having to suppress one's true self, particularly when it comes to personal relationships, which might be the only safe space for authentic expression. Through a series of works, including pieces based on poetry, Valley of Loss addresses loss not just as a personal experience, but as a broader political and social phenomenon. It reflects on the emotional complexities of separation, mourning, and the painful intersection between identity and societal rejection.

Installation view, Valley of the Loss, Fabrika tbilisi, Georgia. 2024
When I look at you, your honey eyes
Know everything about me –
How I was lost and then you found me
Near the green field of our teens.
I think it's the last two seconds of being with him.
I'm not afraid of passing away, for I've already experienced it.
When I was fourteen, there was a physical loss of myself.
But if I leave, will you be there with me?
Long ago, I was alone and abandoned.
Now, I need someone to help me and take me with him.
I got _____ and then gave myself two seconds to cry,
Went to the riverside, wanted to be with the fishes,
Swim with them till the end of my life.
But that day, it was already done.
After that, I haven’t played in the sand nor swam
With persons I thought were close to me.
Everything changed, and that unhealed wound made me dive so deep,
But then a white light pierced through the blue
And led me out.
That was the moment when I realized
I needed something big to live for.
That was when I felt what it's like to be frozen –
Something goes inside and takes who you wanted to be.
Hope is already lost,
And all I had was to live like a reflection of me.
There is no sign of being loved forever;
It's like you are cursed.
I can tell it to no one because who's
Going to believe it wasn’t my choice,
That thing that hurts you inside, in your heart.
A horrible experience when you are seeking for help
But there's no one to help you and take you
Out from this unbearable reality.
All you have to do is stay calm and act like nothing wrong happened
On that night.
I thought you could help me to be born again after a long year.
You sent me a text, but I could not read what you wrote me on the telephone.
I gave myself a second and the last 2 seconds to cry.
After that, you disappeared like the wind on a summer night,
and then they found my deceased body near the place you left burned.
"Don't you dare said that you braid my hair" Installation detail.
Installation detail, Field of my Childhood, 2024
შენ ვისაც გელდებოდი.
შენ
შენ
შენ
თითქოს გაფუჭებული კასეტის მსგავსად ლუპზე მოტრიალე,
შენ.

Installation view, Valley of the Loss, Fabrika tbilisi, Georgia. 2024
Untitled, "Silence is my punishment", embroidery on fabric, 40x60cm, 2024.
ლანდი / landi, embroidery on fabric, 40x60cm, 2024
Untitled,embroidery on fabric, 40x60cm, 2024
Installation view, On the Floor: Field of my Childhood, On the Wall: Untitled, oil on canvas, 38x49 cm. Fabrika TBILISI, 2024
On the Wall: Untitled object, gypsum and soil.
Untitled, mixed media on canvas, 85x150cm. Fabrika TBILISI, 2024

Installation view, Valley of the Loss, VA(A)DS, Free University , Georgia. 2024

Untitled, Digital collage, 40x30cm, 2024.