6 × 6 oil on board, part of the “More Than Words” collection
The word is in this painting. You just can’t see it.
One line through the middle. Warm gold against soft grey-blue. Everything else is quiet around it.
In the noise of everyday life, calm feels like a radical act. I think of it as an interior place I return to — through a quiet morning, a long walk, a brush in my hand. The world doesn’t slow down for any of us. But we can.
6 × 6 oil on board, part of the “More Than Words” collection
The word is in this painting. You just can’t see it.
One line through the middle. Warm gold against soft grey-blue. Everything else is quiet around it.
In the noise of everyday life, calm feels like a radical act. I think of it as an interior place I return to — through a quiet morning, a long walk, a brush in my hand. The world doesn’t slow down for any of us. But we can.
