36” x 24” 3-Dimensional Oil
It’s no secret I love color, sometimes I mix up a lot of colors with no plan, just motion and instinct. I let the colors lead: bold reds, deep purples, sparks of blue and gold. Each layer felt like a release, something stored up finally making its way out.
There’s a kind of rhythm in the way the colors interact—clashing in places, blending in others—like memories and emotions sorting themselves on the canvas. It’s bold, a little chaotic, but full of life.
Painting this felt like turning everything I’d been carrying into color—loud, honest, and unfiltered. Sometimes the only way to make sense of what’s inside is to let it spill out and trust what takes shape.
36” x 24” 3-Dimensional Oil
It’s no secret I love color, sometimes I mix up a lot of colors with no plan, just motion and instinct. I let the colors lead: bold reds, deep purples, sparks of blue and gold. Each layer felt like a release, something stored up finally making its way out.
There’s a kind of rhythm in the way the colors interact—clashing in places, blending in others—like memories and emotions sorting themselves on the canvas. It’s bold, a little chaotic, but full of life.
Painting this felt like turning everything I’d been carrying into color—loud, honest, and unfiltered. Sometimes the only way to make sense of what’s inside is to let it spill out and trust what takes shape.
