Some things slip quietly past us, lost to the current. Others linger, settling deep into the fabric of who we are. Maybe the art of living is learning to tell the difference.

Muted earth tones, shifting light, the quiet pull of what fades and what lingers. Textured layers built up and scraped back, revealing traces of time beneath. Painted on recycled panel, this piece carries its own history - reclaimed, reworked, and made into something new.