Original Painting | Far From Home | Crossing: 2.2 | 100 x 100 cm index_241010L One was sitting

One was sitting

The palette knife stays loose so the surface can breathe

Not transcending — merging

I stood on a rock ledge above a pool I had never seen before

Original Painting | Far From Home | Crossing: 2.2 | 100 x 100 cm index_241010L One was sittingTitle: Far From Home Paradox: Every question dismantles a familiar wall The Story I painted a landscape that did not look like any place I had been. It was far from home because home had started to feel like a story I was told. Every colour I put down questioned the last one. I was not painting a place I was painting the feeling of everything I trusted starting to wobble. That wobble was the beginning. The Crossing Crossing 2. 2 Awakening via Sensing