🎨 Hello, dear artists!
Sadness moves slowly—it sits in the chest like fog, soft but heavy. It dulls the colors of the day, quiets the noise, and makes everything feel just a little farther away. And yet, it’s a part of being human.
It asks us to pause, to feel, to be real. There’s no shame in sorrow. Let it stay awhile. Then, gently, paint it with colors of love—and let it belong.
Ready? It’s a moment just for you. Enjoy it! 🖼️🖌️
