This piece is a personal journey for me, centered on the profound significance of the eyes.
When I think of my mother, the image of her eyes on that day, as she got on the bus, has never left me and feels forever sewn into my very being. I have kept this exchange with her eyes close to my heart since I was eight years old and have never forgotten that intense, meaningful gaze.
One day, my mother and I were boarding a bus. She couldn’t drive at the time, so she sat on one side and allowed me to sit on the opposite side. As a young girl, I was curious and restless, wiggling in my seat as children often do. She was a strong, beautiful woman with piercing blue eyes like the ocean. As she looked at me, her eyes locked with mine, speaking to me silently and clearly. I never forgot that image—her eyes speaking volumes without a single word. That moment of silent communication remains etched in my memory, the magic of it resonating deeply within me as she seemed to peer into my soul.
When I express myself through paint on canvas, the eyes are always the first mark I make. This piece stands as a testament to that initial, silent exchange with my mother.
In my youth, I saw immense struggle and passion in my mother’s eyes. She always said that eyes are meant to be seen and to see through. I’ve learned to use that insight, guiding my own eyes to follow the light on a journey through the minds of others and myself. Now that I’m older, I understand the depth of passion and struggle she felt. I see the eyes as a powerful form of expression and a portal to the souls I paint.
This contemplation often leaves me wondering what it would be like to walk through the eyes of others and myself, as they are the gateway to our souls. By using my mind to see and enter that gateway, I explore my journey further, discovering the passions that envelop both others and myself.
Exploring every part of my being, encountering my inner darkness, and witnessing what lies beyond a door brings magic and excitement. Discovering oneself through strength, inspiration, and creativity is profound. This incredible magic allows me to see deeper into that dark tunnel, eagerly providing more insight. It is my chance to cleanse without stifling my creativity. Social responsibility, family, war, love, and tears are images seen through the eyes. Through creation and imagination that transcend the norm, I gather the courage to confront myself, embrace vulnerability, and face the silence that surrounds me.
As a creator, I am merely scratching the surface. I must delve deeper within myself to find solace in my inner sanctuary—a place of safety where I can be truly myself without fear.
Upon entering my sanctuary, The Hidden Realm, you encounter my dreams and struggles, hearing only the voice of darkness that has always existed within me but is buried deep.
Only I can shed tears and learn to forgive those who doubt me. I must stay true to myself, for without dreams and magical thinking, we would drown in darkness, unable to see the light that surrounds us.