I’ve been missing the West lately. The wide-open spaces. The red rock. The enormous skies that make you feel very small and very connected at the same time.

There’s something spiritual about a Western landscape—the kind of quiet that makes you stop, breathe, and remember that there are things much bigger than whatever is weighing on you.

Painting this was cathartic. It felt less like creating a landscape and more like finding my way back to a place I love. And maybe that’s one of the reasons I believe so deeply in art: sometimes making something is a way of healing something.

This one holds a little bit of that longing for me. A reminder that you can carry a place with you, even when you’re far away from it. 🤎

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