In Show me the way and I still get lost, Solty lays bare a personal state of indecision, hesitation about beginnings and endings, doubt, and insecurity, translating inner turmoil into art. His imagery is steeped in nostalgia: youthful memories of fantastical landscapes, computer games, and amusement parks become the setting for a deeper exploration of what it means to wander, to search. Uncertainty becomes visual: edges bleed, forms shift, and beauty mingles with melancholy. Nature too is present, but through the lens of human interference, where excess and exaggeration suggest both awe and regret.