A Soft Return

First marks after a year of creative rest

2025 didn’t look like a creative year from the outside. I barely painted. No steady rhythm, no body of work taking shape, no pressure to produce anything at all. For most of the year, the studio was quiet and honestly, so was I. I wasn’t shut down, I was just turned inward. Paying attention to what was moving through me instead of what I was “supposed” …