This piece was born in a moment when all I wanted was to paint bigger, looser, and with complete freedom. When I first began, I had no plan for what she might become—no intention, no direction—just the simple urge to move color across a canvas and let creativity lead the way.
Watching her emerge was such a joy. I love her vibrancy, her playfulness, the way she seems to leap forward and claim her space. She’s charming and beautiful, the kind of piece that makes me pause and take her in every time I walk by.
My mom named her “Belle of the Ball,” and honestly, she truly is.
16×20 - Acrylic on 1.5” Canvas
This piece was born in a moment when all I wanted was to paint bigger, looser, and with complete freedom. When I first began, I had no plan for what she might become—no intention, no direction—just the simple urge to move color across a canvas and let creativity lead the way.
Watching her emerge was such a joy. I love her vibrancy, her playfulness, the way she seems to leap forward and claim her space. She’s charming and beautiful, the kind of piece that makes me pause and take her in every time I walk by.
My mom named her “Belle of the Ball,” and honestly, she truly is.
16×20 - Acrylic on 1.5” Canvas
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