12×12 Mixed Media framed.
Not everyone who enters a life gets to remain there. Some relationships run their course. Some people drift. And some — carefully, deliberately, across the full length of a life — are held in the heart.
This piece is for those ones. Each scroll its own person, its own color, its own way of being in the world. No two alike. Each one chosen. Each one kept not out of habit or obligation but out of something deeper and more considered — the recognition that this person, this particular person, belongs in the architecture of who you are.
The frame holds them all. Warm, rough edged, imperfect. Like love itself.
12×12 Mixed Media framed.
Not everyone who enters a life gets to remain there. Some relationships run their course. Some people drift. And some — carefully, deliberately, across the full length of a life — are held in the heart.
This piece is for those ones. Each scroll its own person, its own color, its own way of being in the world. No two alike. Each one chosen. Each one kept not out of habit or obligation but out of something deeper and more considered — the recognition that this person, this particular person, belongs in the architecture of who you are.
The frame holds them all. Warm, rough edged, imperfect. Like love itself.