Original artwork description:

The raindrops aren’t interruptions.
They’re witnesses.

Each one holds a softened version of the world, briefly whole. Gravity pulls them down as the land slips sideways. Everything overlaps—motion and stillness, clarity and blur.

Convergence is realizing nothing needs to be resolved.
You don’t have to decide.

You’re moving, and you’re held.
Looking through, not at.
Inside the moment.

For a second, everything meets on the glass.

Materials used:

Oil on Panel

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