Works Of Art

This painting is more than a tribute. It is a vessel.
A quiet current, carrying the echo of someone—or something—that once stood beside me, not always in words, but in presence.
An unseen force that believed in me when I could barely see the path ahead.

As I worked on this piece, I often felt as though I wasn’t alone.
The brush moved, yes, with my hand—but also with something older, wiser.
Something that moved through me like a breeze through tall grass: soft, barely noticeable, yet deeply stirring.

The colors I chose are not simply beautiful. They are the colors of a journey.
Each one speaks of a different phase of life:
Soft golds for moments of clarity.
Muted blues for the questions we carry.
Dark earth tones for the roots we rarely show others, but which hold us in place.
A ribbon of light weaves through all of it—subtle, but unbroken.

This painting holds no clear answer. It hides no loud message.
And yet… if you pause long enough, something might begin to move in you.
A memory you thought forgotten.
A quiet strength you didn’t know you had.
A reminder that even when we feel lost, we’re still being guided—by those who came before us, by those who loved us, by a mystery we don’t need to name to feel.

What was given to me, I now offer through this work:
Not as a lesson. Not as a monument.
But as a passing breeze that may stir something in you too—
a sense that life, in all its silence and weight, still wants to speak to us.
Still wants us to follow that thin golden thread, wherever it may lead.

Let this painting be that thread—a masterpiece itself.
About a story you have to find.