10 × 10 oil on board, part of the “More Than Words” collection
The word is in this painting. You just can’t see it.
Layered — teal into lavender into whatever was underneath. I couldn’t tell you exactly when it became what it is. That felt right for this word.
This word makes me honest with myself. I look back and see how far I’ve come, and I look forward and see how much road is still ahead. Growth isn’t always graceful — sometimes I wander in circles before I find my direction again. But I’ve learned to trust the wandering.
10 × 10 oil on board, part of the “More Than Words” collection
The word is in this painting. You just can’t see it.
Layered — teal into lavender into whatever was underneath. I couldn’t tell you exactly when it became what it is. That felt right for this word.
This word makes me honest with myself. I look back and see how far I’ve come, and I look forward and see how much road is still ahead. Growth isn’t always graceful — sometimes I wander in circles before I find my direction again. But I’ve learned to trust the wandering.
