
A luminous she-wolf stands at the edge of a sacred forest, drawn to a waterfall whispering of love, faith, and hope. A quiet moment of intuition, strength, and spiritual light — painted over 25 hours with acrylic and gold detail on cotton canvas.

In this forest, the morning light becomes a silent promise. Painted on a day when I needed hope more than words. Every golden ray carries a quiet message: You’re not alone.

Some places aren’t on any map. They live inside us — in memory, in longing, in imagination. This is one of mine.

A galaxy of longing. Two souls, distant but aligned — seen only by those who’ve loved in silence. This is a universe made not of stars, but of feelings too vast for words.

I didn’t plan this painting — I felt it. It came from a moment I couldn’t explain with words. Each stroke is a heartbeat, a spark, a truth. Some emotions are meant to burn their way out.

A photo sparked the vision, but this painting is where I placed my own longing. A quiet sky, a still sea, and the warmth of pink light. Sometimes, we find ourselves in someone else’s horizon.

I set out to paint tulips… but they bloomed into something else. Peaches? Petals? Emotions? Some said it looks a little erotic — maybe it is. This was a moment of freedom on canvas.

Some emotions run deep, like rivers hidden in the woods. They shape us gently, quietly — until one day, we realize the forest within us has always been alive. This is that forest.

I painted this portrait as a quiet tribute — not to fame, but to the spark he unknowingly lit in me. There was something in his expression, his presence, that reached me at a time I needed it most. This is not a painting of a celebrity — it’s a painting of what kindness, light, and laughter can do from a distance.