75 cm x 55 cm
Spray paint and oil paint on Arches Paper
The king’s story
A few years back, in the tranquil company of nature’s beauty, on a winter day, I encountered a wounded deer on the forest floor.
I held my ground, maintaining a respectful distance, crouched down, and stayed still so as not to scare him.
As time passed, the wounded creature turned, meeting my gaze.
Barriers of any kind dissolved, and our connection was one of deep understanding in this field I call Dream beyond any limitations or differences.
And when the time came, the forest gentle king lay down softly and departed, leaving behind a legacy of grace.
This painting is a tribute to the unaltered bonds that connect everything and everyone on this planet we call home.
Oneness is our name.
75 cm x 55 cm
Spray paint and oil paint on Arches Paper
The king’s story
A few years back, in the tranquil company of nature’s beauty, on a winter day, I encountered a wounded deer on the forest floor.
I held my ground, maintaining a respectful distance, crouched down, and stayed still so as not to scare him.
As time passed, the wounded creature turned, meeting my gaze.
Barriers of any kind dissolved, and our connection was one of deep understanding in this field I call Dream beyond any limitations or differences.
And when the time came, the forest gentle king lay down softly and departed, leaving behind a legacy of grace.
This painting is a tribute to the unaltered bonds that connect everything and everyone on this planet we call home.
Oneness is our name.