This still life gathers fragments of my own memories : a teddy bear, a small television, biscuits, scattered chocolate, crumpled paper, wooden blocks, and a half-cut tennis ball. A cockroach crawls through the scene, unsettling the quiet nostalgia. Drawing from the tradition of Dutch and Flemish still-life painting, I used familiar objects as carriers of layered meaning. Childhood comfort meets quiet decay; innocence is interrupted by impermanence. The scattered composition reflects the tension between presence and absence, turning everyday objects into a contemporary vanitas, a meditation on memory, solitude, and the traces we leave behind.