A collection exploring memory, stillness, and the quiet emotions that surface when the world slows down. Each artwork is paired with fragments of poetry, with a small excerpt shared here, allowing image and language to meet in one space. Created through digital painting and inspired by the fluid elegance of ink, the works balance softness, movement, and reflection.

Maroon Collection

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Like a wild black horse

I want the courage of the wild black horse,
to run free,
to breathe deeply,
to belong to no one but myself,
to live as if the whole world is an open field.
And be certain spring is on her way.

The words that never found a voice.
The feelings locked away,
breathing quietly in the corners of the soul.
The smiles and glances still alive
in the memory’s dim light.
What will happen to them?

The unspoken

What if I let myself feel at home everywhere,
so nothing can truly be lost?
It wouldn’t matter where I live,
or which language I speak.
We all smile in response to a smile.
We all dance when the music calls.
We all carry the longing to love and to be loved.

Where is home?

Let it go, the memory stays

Passing through, letting go.
Learning to accept the unchangeable truths of life.
The deep ache of losing moments, experiences, people, until all that remains of them is memory.
We’ve all been there,
touched by things that once gave our lives their color and shape, and now exist only in the past.

We have always looked up to the skies,
toward the endless, unmeasured space,
a canvas so vast no number can contain it,
where every day a new star is born,
a new mystery revealed.
And then, imagine this:
You belong to that infinity.

Let the journey begin

My mind feels empty
like a field covered in snow,
silent, untouched,
without a single footprint.
I stand there, simply gazing
at the quiet white glow,
breathing in the cold, clean air.

The quiet snowfield

Be unguarded,
let joy echo in your own reflection,
as if you’ve never learned to fear,
as if judgment is a language you never spoke,
as if the world is safe and kind,
as if everything is unfolding just right.

Let’s fly