On 4th July 2025, I painted an eagle. I painted one again last night. And somewhere between the brushstrokes, I found my own quiet strength. π¦

On 4th July 2025, I painted an eagle. I painted one again last night. And somewhere between the brushstrokes, I found my own quiet strength. π¦

Painted before coffee. Stopped before disaster.πβοΈπ¨

painted with love, joy, and probably one espresso too many. π πβοΈ
