The Rain I Call My Own

My Spring Rain

This painting is not about rain falling from the sky, but about the rain that falls inside — a quiet, gentle release of emotions.
It is a metaphor for beginnings, a moment when something softens within, preparing for growth.

For me, this work speaks of encouragement — a gentle push toward new chapters, new hopes.
It is my way of embracing the unknown with open arms, recognizing that every start carries a tender, sometimes fragile energy.

The rain here is not stormy or overwhelming, but soft and nurturing — like a quiet promise whispered in the early days of spring.
Through brushstrokes and color, I try to hold that feeling of vulnerability mixed with courage.

This is a work about myself — about my journey through hesitation to the quiet strength found in beginning again.