"Stillbeloning"

"18 x 20" on raw linen canvase 

2025 

There is a hush in the garden that knows my name.  

Roots listen. Petals remember.  

Here, belonging is not loud—it is felt in the softened light, the green ache, the hum beneath wings.  

A painting that holds the truth of presence not as arrival, but as slow unfolding.  

This is the place I did not search for, but found.  

This is the stillbeloning.

Mixed media with oil paints to bring it alive. Finished with gloss varnish