Still Point of the Storm

12x12in - Mixed Media Oil on Cradled Hardwood

She stands alone at the edge of land and sea—
not to fight the storm, but to witness it.
Stillness isn’t weakness; it’s a kind of strength.
The kind that anchors you when everything else moves.

Sheila’s Note: This one stopped me in my tracks. The boldness, the color, the vibrancy—especially in the face of an oncoming storm—felt almost too much to be real. But that’s what struck me: its refusal to dim. It’s what pulled me into the series in the first place.