I have found my journey through life to be distinctively interwoven with grief. To create this piece, I imagined myself in a room that shaped my being. I imagined what it would feel like to be there now, after the winds of time had rearranged the space. By painting this image, I have reclaimed a sacred space that disappeared with the passing of my loved one. The walls are now bare, holding only my memories intertwined with grief and joy. Her light is just beyond my reach, around the corner, for this is our interval: the quiet space between her death and my life still unfolding.
I have found my journey through life to be distinctively interwoven with grief. To create this piece, I imagined myself in a room that shaped my being. I imagined what it would feel like to be there now, after the winds of time had rearranged the space. By painting this image, I have reclaimed a sacred space that disappeared with the passing of my loved one. The walls are now bare, holding only my memories intertwined with grief and joy. Her light is just beyond my reach, around the corner, for this is our interval: the quiet space between her death and my life still unfolding.
