Painted like memory. Felt like a scent you almost remember.
“Garden of My Dreams” is a sensory map—a lush tangle of color and shape from Juju’s internal seasons. There’s a tender unruliness to this one.
You might notice the bloom of a hand. A tongue of sun. A tucked-away green thing growing.
This is what it looks like when your inner world gets to play.
- Subject Matter: Abstract