Golden Grief, Eternal Flight
Oil on linen canvas, 120cm x 120cm
Bathed in the warm hues of a setting sun, a grieving girl bows at the threshold of transformation. Her sorrow pools around in darkness, not as something that will consume her, but as a force of alchemy.
As she surrenders to the depth of her pain, delicate feathers begin to unfurl from her skin—her sorrow does not break her; it carries her. Slowly, she ascends, her form elongating into the graceful silhouette of a swan, its wings spanning wide across the canvas, luminous against the golden sky.
This painting is a meditation on the transmutation of grief—not as a burden to shed, but as a foundation to grow upon. It speaks of expansion; of how we can cradle our sorrow with tenderness and, in doing so, allow it to shape us into something greater, something freer. The sunset colours envelop the scene in warmth, a reminder that even in mourning, there is light.
