I am enveloped by a myriad of sensations, as if the art itself beckons me to plunge into its depths. The Japanese word

The canvas is awash with vibrant orange, burning like the sunset of a day charged with change and fervent dreams. Streaks of black and red

We stand enveloped in the embrace of twilight, seeking tranquility of our own making. The silhouette is ours, yet it belongs to the ether, against