This summer, I found myself returning to wax pastels - its softness, its immediacy, and its willingness to leave room for uncertainty. These sketches were made quickly, often before an idea had fully taken shape. They are fragments of thought and emotion rather than finished statements.
Marc Chagall’s dreamlike world has been a quiet companion throughout this series, reminding me that paintings can drift effortlessly between memory, myth, landscape, and imagination. His work opens a space where animals, people, and symbols coexist without needing to explain themselves.
The year of the Fire Horse. Full flame, full stride. A trusted companion ever untamed.
The Fire Horse’s untamed spirit is not one of rebellion, but of belonging - to the wind, the land, and a way of being that refuses to forget its place within the living world.