Oil on paper. 16 × 23 inches
In this portrait, her gaze does not simply look outward — it reaches inward, beyond the surface of things, into truth, memory, and quiet knowing. Surrounded by tones of deep earth and living green, she feels less like a figure placed in nature and more like a presence born from it. The braided hair, the softness of her expression, and the warm light on her skin speak of strength that does not need to announce itself. She carries stillness like power, and intuition like armor. This is a portrait of a woman who does not just see the world — she sees into it.
Oil on paper. 16 × 23 inches
In this portrait, her gaze does not simply look outward — it reaches inward, beyond the surface of things, into truth, memory, and quiet knowing. Surrounded by tones of deep earth and living green, she feels less like a figure placed in nature and more like a presence born from it. The braided hair, the softness of her expression, and the warm light on her skin speak of strength that does not need to announce itself. She carries stillness like power, and intuition like armor. This is a portrait of a woman who does not just see the world — she sees into it.