11/16/2025
When I started this piece, I was still in the middle of recovering from a major concussion…
The kind that makes simple things feel sharp, lights feel loud, and even your own thoughts feel like they’re moving underwater.
I couldn’t create the way I used to.
I couldn’t think the way I used to.
But what surprised me most wasn’t the physical fog - it was the identity fog.
Who am I when my energy, my clarity, my pace… all change overnight?
So I painted her.
Not to be “pretty.”
Not to be perfect.
But to be a reminder of the version of me that’s softer, slower, and still full of quiet magic - even when life knocks me sideways.
And maybe you’ve had a season like that, too.
Where life forced you to pause, whether you wanted to or not.
Where you had to re-learn how to show up for yourself.
This piece became a small anchor… a visual reminder that strength can look like gentleness, and healing doesn’t always look like powering through.
Sometimes it looks like laying down, listening, letting your body lead.
If this speaks to you in the same way it spoke to me, you can bring Seraphine, the first LIVING Petal Sister into your space through the link in my bio or DM “Seraphine.”
Because we all deserve art that helps us come back to ourselves.
