At the Mirror II
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...

There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy of the breath of Luna as it crests and rolls and crashes at the shore, the ripples that speak as the breeze dances across the surface, the feathery kisses of the water as it laps against my legs, it is all so soothing and relaxing, the endless sky of summer wrapping the world in blue.
It feels like home.
I don't really know why I call this one Precious, it's just the word that comes to me when I look at it.
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
I still have to work a job these days to keep a roof over my head, lights on, obtain food for the ba...
Something about this painting makes me happy, I hope it does you as well....
Saidi literally translates as "from Ṣa‘īd" meaning from the highland, upland, or plat...