“Sometimes, when life feels monochromatic, it's time to walk along rainbow-colored hills. With the sun warming my face and moonlight guiding my side, I speed down a golden path of youthful freedom until it narrows, slowing my pace along a silver-lined trail. A gleaming forest in the distance—my sanctuary, my valley of rolling hills—urges
me forward, preparing me for the climb to a tall mountain's peak. There, I stand, reflecting on the beauty and challenges of the journey, grateful for the path that led me to this moment.”
When I began the sketch of what would later become this painting. I wanted to create a social commentary art piece. My thoughts were to show a timeline through rolling hills and valleys. Placing elements using various of events that resonate with me from the early 1960’s until now (2024). When my sketches did not illustrate what I wanted. Then I continued on with the rolling hills and added interesting colors. Afterwards it hit me, what I had been unconsciously thinking while painting. The beginning of life and the hills and valleys along the way.
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