Behind the Canvas

"A Quiet Place Between Two Worlds"

After receiving the news that my cancer had returned, I began this painting. What was intended to be a deeply personal piece, a visual journal to help carry me through yet another diagnosis, unexpectedly became a subconscious reflection of my heart during the journey. If that wasn't enough disappointment, my mother passed away.

This work represents that quiet place we retreat to in our minds when reality feels overwhelming. A place where we surround ourselves with streams of hope and innocent beauty, where time slows, and where peace settles in; a peace that surpasses all understanding.

I wanted to share that no matter how raw or unconventional it seems, because our human experience is understood by every person that has walked in grief and struggle, we are not alone.

    

 

"A Peaceful Place to Rest"

Gathering so much information after my mother passed away felt like standing in front of a fire hose with no way to turn it off. Memories came rushing in all at once—some vivid, others I had long forgotten.

As I painted to find relief from the grief, I found myself drawn to trees, butterflies, and images of rest.

I created a forest of trees and intertwining limbs, layered with echoes of both moody and vibrant colors that reflected my emotional landscape. Then came the stenciled backgrounds—layer upon layer—building depth, texture, and meaning. A sleepy figure emerged in the shadows, resting on a giant limb, slowly surrendering to a sense of peace.

The butterflies came last. They are symbolic of change, transformation, and hope.

When I stepped away from the canvas, I realized this work had not been created from a conscious place but from my subconscious. It revealed what I needed before I could even name it: rest, healing, and peace.

Peace was necessary.