When a painting finds its forever home

One of the most common things people say to me is, “You must feel relieved when a painting is finished.”

But the truth is, that moment isn’t the one that stays with me. The real moment comes later — when I see a photograph of a piece in its forever home.

Because creating a painting is only the beginning of its story. Once it leaves my studio, it starts a completely different life. A quieter one. A more meaningful one.

It wakes up with you in the morning light. It’s there on the days you feel grounded, and the days you feel anything but.
It witnesses the in-between moments, the ones that don’t make it onto social media, but make up the fabric of your life.

Art doesn’t just hang on walls. It interacts. It absorbs. It becomes part of your rhythm.

I often think about the journeys my pieces go on after they leave me. The conversations they overhear. The pauses they hold. The comfort they quietly offer without ever asking for attention.

That’s why seeing my work in your homes will never feel ordinary to me. It reminds me that these pieces aren’t created to be perfect objects, they’re created to be lived with.
To soften a space. To hold memories. To become familiar in the best possible way.

I make my work slowly and intentionally, knowing that once it finds its place, it will carry on connecting day after day, year after year, long after the paint has dried. And that, to me, is where the real beauty of art lives.

If you have one of my pieces in your home and ever feel called to share a photo, know how deeply it’s appreciated. Seeing where my work ends up, and the life it becomes part of, is one of the quiet joys of being an artist.

Gem

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