The Child Who Never Left

There are parts of us that never truly grow up—fragments of wonder, traces of play,echoes of first questions. The Child Who Never Left is an exploration of those lingering pieces, the hidden layers of curiosity and innocence that shape who we become. Through textured surfaces and fluid marks, this series uncovers the quiet transformations that happen as we revisit the past—not to dwell, but to rediscover. Each piece is a dialogue between memory and growth, between what was left behind and what still lingers. In peeling back time, we find that wonder never truly fades—it only waits to be seen again.

There’s a child who still lives inside you.
Not the one in photographs—
but the one who asked impossible questions,
made wishes with both hands,
and stared too long at the sea,
wondering if it stared back.

This series is about that child.
The one who never really left.
The one who still lingers beneath the adult silences,
who watches birds and believes they know something we don’t.
Who wonders where light goes when the day ends,
or what dreams do when no one’s looking.

In these paintings, memory meets saltwater.
Grids unravel like lost maps.
Figures emerge from seafoam and gauze,
half-held, half-lost—
carrying the weight of questions too delicate to speak.

The Child That Never Left is not nostalgia.
It’s not a return.
It’s an honoring.

A recognition that some parts of us don’t grow up—
because they were never meant to.
They were meant to feel.
To wonder.
To stay.

Let this be a place where your softness is safe.
Where your questions don’t need answers.
Where the child in you is not a memory—
but a companion.