I painted this during a period when I didn't know what the next day would look like.

Everything outside felt uncertain, but when I painted, that uncertainty became quieter. For a few hours, I could focus on something that felt more real than fear.

The figure in this painting isn't waiting for anything specific. She's simply existing in that strange space between what has already happened and what has not happened yet.

Looking back, I think this work came from a simple thought:

If today were my last day, I would still want to spend it painting.
This painting is one of the pieces that grew out of that feeling.

Acrylic on paper
30 x 15 cm
2026