I think of The Traveler as the person who resides somewhere in the depths of my heart, perhaps in a small village or a cottage in a field. The Traveler is adorned in a beautiful golden cloak or intricately woven trousers. I lose him when I lose myself, and I find him again when I feel a little more whole. When life presents you with challenges, and you are forced to change and adapt, you may lose sight of your traveler, but when you manage to weather the storm, learn, and grow, he will always find his way back to you.

37.5 x 28.5 cm

Acrylic on paper

Mar 2023

Original painting