In The Chronicle of Man, we witness the silent agony endured by many men—those who carry the weight of the world, not just on their shoulders, but within their minds and hearts.

The honeycomb brain, glistening with golden nectar, represents the sweetness of their sacrifices, their thoughts constantly dripping with responsibility, duty, and the pressure to provide. Yet, the bees—symbols of labor and loyalty—are relentless, moving in and out, demanding more.

The figure’s open back reveals a striking truth: a man caged within himself. Bound behind bars, he is imprisoned by expectations—of strength, of stoicism, of silence. The very hands that build and protect are now hidden, neglected, unseen.

This piece is a visual testament to how men often lose themselves in the process of showing up for others. It asks a bold question: At what cost does a man carry so much, and when does he begin to carry himself?