The Cell of Woman is both homage and subversion. Referencing Magritte’s The Son of Man, this portrait replaces the surreal apple with a modern screen—today’s shield and mirror. The figure stands poised yet hidden, her identity eclipsed not by fruit, but by filtered perception. The embroidered stars hint at an inner radiance—quiet but insistent. This piece becomes a portal into the tension between presence and performance, visibility and erasure, inviting the viewer to question what is revealed, what is withheld, and who gets to be fully seen.