Perched high on a mantle, the scene is dense with unlit candles objects that once held purpose, now resting as quiet ornaments.

They speak to stillness, to the spaces we decorate when we’re trying to hold things together.

Calla lilies bloom in the composition, their presence a whisper of purity, rebirth, and quiet strength. Like a lone dove gliding through a storm, they offer a subtle reassurance: this too shall pass.

This piece invites you into a quiet corner a place of safety, solitude, and reflection. Here, the candles are no longer just decoration; they become beacons, casting light into the shadows and helping you see what surrounds you.

Violet strokes rage across the background, echoing the mental games and emotional turbulence that once consumed the space.

But they remain behind you now. The focus shifts to the present to resilience, to the strength that rises in silence.