19/07/2025
As I held the brush, I wasn't just painting flowers — I was reaching for calm in the middle of life’s noise. Each stroke felt like a breath, a pause, a step away from the chaos outside and within. In creating this, I felt something loosen — the tightness of worry, the weight of restless thoughts. The soft whites and pinks, nestled in shades of green, remind me of the gentleness that still exists in the world, even when it's hard to see. These flowers became more than shapes and colours, they became a space where my mind could rest. A quiet garden I could walk through, even if only in my imagination. It's a piece of my peace. A gentle reminder that even in the most tangled days, there are moments of softness — and I can create them for myself...
~ Moumita Das
