This landscape isn’t from Ipoh,but it feels like a memory of home. 🏡 I grew up cradled by mountains,where mist drifts like a dreamand silence says more than words. ⛰️🍃🌺

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I rarely paint landscapes these days—but this piece brought me back to a quiet connection I’ve always carried inside. 🥰

It took nearly two months to complete.Each layer of color needed time—to breathe, to dry, to settle.It became a meditation in patience,a quiet practice in presence. 🧘🏽‍♀️⏳

It had also been a long whilesince I held a palette knife in hand. When I first started painting,it was my favorite companion—sculpting waterfalls, carving mountains,letting wildflowers bloom in thick strokes.

This time, I had to find that rhythm again.At first, I was disheartened—the strokes felt awkward, the textures unsure.But slowly, bit by bit, it began to shift.And I found myself falling in love with it,all over again. 🎨💖

This painting reminded me:the process demands presence, patience,and the courage to keep going—even when the picture isn’t clear just yet.

Bathed in radiant hues of gold and deep indigo, Sanctuary of Light captures a majestic mountain range illuminated by the first kiss of sunrise. The peak, crowned in glowing gold, rises like a sacred monument — a beacon of hope, strength, and inner peace. Shadows of night still cling to the lower slopes, offering a dramatic contrast that reveals the quiet power of light dispelling darkness. Each layer of the mountain reflects a journey — of solitude, awakening, and the timeless harmony between earth and sky. This painting invites the viewer to pause, breathe, and find sanctuary in nature’s silent grandeur.