Acrylic painting, rice glue, on rag paper on wood backing
This work draws from the cold tones of winter, not as emptiness but as a time of gathering. Growth here is vertical and quiet, built from within. There is no urgency, no display, only an inner strength forming layer by layer. Winter becomes a stage of endurance, where what grows does so without asking to be seen. Even in restraint, something takes shape. Even in the cold, life continues to expand.
