Acrylic and oil on canvas
Solstice captures a moment of warmth within a field of cold, metallic restraint. A single stripe of yellow cuts through a silver surface, not as decoration but as insistence. It marks presence in a space that would otherwise remain still, closed, and self-contained. The yellow reads as sun. Not the sun as landscape or season, but as an inner reference point. A belief that something exists beyond structure, beyond control. It is distant, almost unreachable, yet precise. The surface around it remains cool and resistant, holding traces of pressure, scraping, and restraint. This painting emerged during a pause from structure. As a jewellery artist, my work is shaped by balance, precision, and responsibility to function. On canvas, that discipline loosens. Material is allowed to behave without obligation. Form is no longer required to resolve itself. Here, the sun becomes a dream rather than a source of warmth. It does not soften the surface. It does not save it. It simply exists as a direction. Something to move toward without certainty of arrival. This work is about orientation rather than resolution. About trusting intuition when rules fall away. About holding onto a single point of light in a space where faith is quiet, abstract, and entirely personal.