Painting unfolded from the quiet persistence of drawing—a shift not only in medium, but in the way I began to listen to colour, to surface, to silence. What began as a gesture of expansion has become a steady return, a circular rhythm in which the act of painting continues to reveal itself as both anchor and awakening. These works gather threads from years of mark-making: lines once etched in graphite now dissolve into pigment, gesture, and breath. I am drawn to the spaces where form begins to vanish, where matter fades into light, and the seen gives way to the felt. Each canvas is a threshold—between presence and absence, between what is known and what only flickers at the edge of awareness. This is a practice rooted in devotion: to process, to intimacy, to the slow unfolding of meaning through colour and texture. Painting, for me, is not resolution—it is a way of remaining open to the subtle energy that moves through all things.