Your hands are slower now.
Your voice a little thinner.
But that is not how I remember you.
I remember you running with me through the pine forest.
Your arms felt like home before I even knew what that meant.
You have aged, as we all do.
But my memory
It keeps you just as you were.
In the moments when I felt safest.
When the world felt whole.
This painting is for that version of you.
The one that still lives inside me.
Unfaded. Unchanged.
How I remember you.
Textured | Acrylic | Canvas | Hand-Signed
Size: 76.5 × 107cm
*ships stretched in a box (unframed) or rolled in a tube - options available at checkout
Your hands are slower now.
Your voice a little thinner.
But that is not how I remember you.
I remember you running with me through the pine forest.
Your arms felt like home before I even knew what that meant.
You have aged, as we all do.
But my memory
It keeps you just as you were.
In the moments when I felt safest.
When the world felt whole.
This painting is for that version of you.
The one that still lives inside me.
Unfaded. Unchanged.
How I remember you.
Textured | Acrylic | Canvas | Hand-Signed
Size: 76.5 × 107cm
*ships stretched in a box (unframed) or rolled in a tube - options available at checkout
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