Today, I feel deeply grateful for the simple yet precious gift of time, time to paint, to create, to grow. As I looked back on this year, I realised just how much I have painted. It feels almost unbelievable how many pieces have come to life, each one a reflection of different emotions, lessons, and quiet moments in between.I spent today fine-tuning a few paintings in preparation for my next exhibition. As I stood before each canvas, I felt a wave of gratitude, not just for the works themselves, but for the journey they represent. Each brushstroke holds a memory, each colour a reminder of how far I have come.This year has been filled with opportunities to showcase my art in exhibitions, to share my heart with others, and to keep improving my craft. I am thankful for every moment that allows me to express what words cannot, and for the freedom to live this creative life. Painting has become my sanctuary, my teacher, and my joy. And for that, I am truly, deeply grateful.
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