2025

One afternoon in the office…. bored and waiting for the day to end, my attention drifted to the sky outside the window.

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There he was — a man shaped from cloud, hanging just below the cloud line as if caught in that strange moment between dreaming and falling. I knew instantly I wanted to paint him, so I grabbed a photo before the vision dissolved. It felt like a private sighting, a fleeting figure seen by no one else, and that same evening I painted him exactly as he appeared: just the cloud man, falling back to earth through the sky.