When I Grow Up

In this work, childhood lingers as a quiet echo beneath the surface. The green and grey layers rise like landscapes still in formation; raw, alive, and in motion. The golden and burnt orange strokes appear as small promises of what lies ahead; not finished lines, but glimmers of who one might become as courage slowly takes shape. The texture is thick and layered, like experiences gathering over time. Nothing is smooth, nothing complete, and that is precisely why this piece feels true. When I Grow Up is not a declaration, but a journey. A moment held in colour, standing between where one comes from and what one is yet to become. A reminder that growth happens in layers, in colours, in breaks, and in quiet flashes of something on its way.