“O son of Adam, you are nothing but a number of days; whenever a day passes, a part of you is gone.”
This artwork reflects the passage of time - silent, unstoppable, and deeply personal. The sand flowing through the hand becomes a metaphor for our own days, slipping away moment by moment. Each grain is a memory, a breath, a heartbeat that can never return.
Painted in black and white, “Time” invites the viewer to pause and reflect on the fleeting nature of life and the quiet beauty hidden in every passing second.
oilcolors, varnish
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“O son of Adam, you are nothing but a number of days; whenever a day passes, a part of you is gone.”
This artwork reflects the passage of time - silent, unstoppable, and deeply personal. The sand flowing through the hand becomes a metaphor for our own days, slipping away moment by moment. Each grain is a memory, a breath, a heartbeat that can never return.
Painted in black and white, “Time” invites the viewer to pause and reflect on the fleeting nature of life and the quiet beauty hidden in every passing second.
oilcolors, varnish
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