Gate

Gates dont always look like doors. Sometimes its a moment. A feeling. The boundary between who you were and who youre becoming.

The pink here isnt gentle - its ceremonial. The grey isnt dark - its deep. And the red strokes are those exact seconds when you finally decide to step through. The paint drips downward as if the space itself is opening - slowly, inevitably, inviting you in.

"Gates" is about transition. Not the fear of it - but that particular state when youre already standing on the threshold and you feel it: everything is about to change. And thats good.

Acrylic on canvas. Original artwork.