11/10/2026
Sometimes, what we’re searching for has been quietly revealing itself all along.
I created this little painting one evening by candlelight last year. I didn’t record the process or have any intention beyond painting for the joy of it, for my soul and for no one else.
Somewhere in that quiet, in simply being present, my artistic voice began to emerge.
At the time, I wasn’t sure what to make of it. It felt different from anything I’d painted before, and it took me months to understand what had happened that evening and even longer to fully embrace it.
Looking back now, I can see it was the beginning of everything that my art has become today.
