Acrylic on canvas - 115×75cm

Swipe, match, chat, ghost. The cycle repeats itself, almost mechanically. In a world where everything is optimized to maximize encounters, intimacy seems more accessible than ever. And yet... Two bodies embrace, vibrant with color, but their faces are erased, hidden beneath a cold, anonymous barrier. A physical connection, but a distant presence.

Safe Love. A love without risk, without rejection, without real vulnerability. Behind the illusion of infinite choice lies a very real fear: the fear of commitment, of attachment, of emotional investment. Not getting too involved, not feeling too much, to avoid suffering. The contact is there, but the distance persists.

In this age of “dating fatigue”, are we still capable of loving without a safety net?