Wilderness is my Home
This painting doesn’t ask you to look at nature — it asks you to return to it in you.
It’s a quiet recognition between you and the wild — the part of you that never needed taming.
Each brushstroke holds a memory: of moss, sky, and the hum of aliveness we forget in cities.
It’s for those who feel more at home with roots than routines, more seen by landscapes than by people.
A reminder: you haven’t lost your wild — it’s just been waiting.
48×36 in
Acrylic on stretched canvas, lacquer.
2025
The artwork comes with a Certificate of Authenticity.
This painting doesn’t ask you to look at nature — it asks you to return to it in you.
It’s a quiet recognition between you and the wild — the part of you that never needed taming.
Each brushstroke holds a memory: of moss, sky, and the hum of aliveness we forget in cities.
It’s for those who feel more at home with roots than routines, more seen by landscapes than by people.
A reminder: you haven’t lost your wild — it’s just been waiting.
48×36 in
Acrylic on stretched canvas, lacquer.
2025
The artwork comes with a Certificate of Authenticity.
This painting doesn’t ask you to look at nature — it asks you to return to it in you.
It’s a quiet recognition between you and the wild — the part of you that never needed taming.
Each brushstroke holds a memory: of moss, sky, and the hum of aliveness we forget in cities.
It’s for those who feel more at home with roots than routines, more seen by landscapes than by people.
A reminder: you haven’t lost your wild — it’s just been waiting.
48×36 in
Acrylic on stretched canvas, lacquer.
2025
The artwork comes with a Certificate of Authenticity.
