110 × 90 × 4 cm
Acrylic on canvas.
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This painting began with an image of a tree — not as a fixed symbol, but as something alive, fractured, and resonant with memory. I was thinking about the Tree of Life as a metaphor for wisdom buried within time, and how its roots might entangle history, decay, and renewal. The forest at the top of the composition feels both ethereal and archaeological: its mist conceals as much as it reveals, and the broken roots seem to unearth forgotten knowledge, as though nature itself were remembering.
The four images below act as fragments of a larger meditation. The delicate arm, suspended in rest, evokes vulnerability; the muscular back, a sense of endurance and becoming. The eye — half-blinded by light, watched over by a tiny insect — becomes a site of revelation, where vision and introspection meet. Together they form a quiet tension between chaos and order, between the instinctive and the contemplative.
I wanted the smaller panels to feel untethered in time, as though they belonged to a dream, a photograph faded by memory. The tones are subdued yet luminous, invoking a sense of nostalgia that is neither past nor present.
What connects these elements is a search for balance — between the organic and the spiritual, the grounded and the transcendent. The painting invites a slow unearthing, much like the tree itself: a process of discovery where meaning, like roots, grows unseen before emerging into light.
110 × 90 × 4 cm
Acrylic on canvas.
Free shipping anywhere in the world.
This painting began with an image of a tree — not as a fixed symbol, but as something alive, fractured, and resonant with memory. I was thinking about the Tree of Life as a metaphor for wisdom buried within time, and how its roots might entangle history, decay, and renewal. The forest at the top of the composition feels both ethereal and archaeological: its mist conceals as much as it reveals, and the broken roots seem to unearth forgotten knowledge, as though nature itself were remembering.
The four images below act as fragments of a larger meditation. The delicate arm, suspended in rest, evokes vulnerability; the muscular back, a sense of endurance and becoming. The eye — half-blinded by light, watched over by a tiny insect — becomes a site of revelation, where vision and introspection meet. Together they form a quiet tension between chaos and order, between the instinctive and the contemplative.
I wanted the smaller panels to feel untethered in time, as though they belonged to a dream, a photograph faded by memory. The tones are subdued yet luminous, invoking a sense of nostalgia that is neither past nor present.
What connects these elements is a search for balance — between the organic and the spiritual, the grounded and the transcendent. The painting invites a slow unearthing, much like the tree itself: a process of discovery where meaning, like roots, grows unseen before emerging into light.
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