Bold lips. A burning habit.
Nicotine doesn’t whisper—it stings.
This piece captures the raw pull of addiction, seduction, and rebellion. Metallic blues clash with the ash of a half-burned cigarette, framed by teeth that bite down on more than just tobacco.
A visual middle finger to perfection. Dirty. Honest. Unapologetically real.
Because art isn’t always pretty—and that’s exactly the point.