Description
She holds the artist gently in her vast, wild lap — a cradle of colors, chaos, and creation. Around her swirl the broken symbols of continents, scattered like puzzle pieces in a cosmic game. The painter rests against her heartbeat, lost and found within her embrace. Lines twist like rivers and roots, as if the very veins of the world pulse through this canvas. It is a portrait of origin and belonging — a reminder that every stroke, every dream, every wound, returns to her.
