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At first glance, the painting holds you in warmth—deep, earthy tones layered with quiet stillness.
Look a little longer.
Somewhere within these deeper hues rests a small trace of sunlight.
It doesn’t dominate the canvas—it simply exists.
That light is not meant to lead the eye, only to be discovered.
And once you see it, the painting begins to feel different—calmer, fuller, and complete.
When I look at this painting, it feels very quiet.
It is not rushing anywhere.
There is nothing busy in it – only simplicity.
The colours don’t compete with each other.
They just exist, gently, in their own space.
Reh is about staying.
Not moving forward, not going back – just being here, for a moment longer.
There’s always one painting.
The one people keep coming back to…
They don’t always know why.
They just stop.
And stare.
Sometimes they smile.
Sometimes… they get quiet.
They say—
‘There’s something about this one!’
Maybe it’s the warmth.
Maybe it’s the way the sky peeks through like a memory.
Or maybe…
it reminds them of something they’ve carried deep inside
but never had words for.
I never rush to explain it.
Because I know—the ones who are meant to feel it, will.
And when they do… they just know.
I’ve named this painting Shanta. Everything in this piece was planned—except the moon. It appeared almost on its own, and with it came the sense of calm that completed the scene. The forest, the light, the stillness—everything began to flow together. Shanta is that quiet moment where stillness meets light, and the unplanned becomes divine.
Some time ago I painted a piece called Echoes. It’s found its collector and no longer lives with me. Yet the feeling it gave me never left. I missed the mood, that energy, that presence in my space, and that’s when Echara began. Born from the same space within me. It carries the continuation of Echoes once held. The red still lingers, now beneath the green skies and purple-pink mountains. As if the same story wanted to stay with me in a new form. Echoes moved on; Echara still stays.
I kept everything soft in this painting—the colors, the light, and the moon. Nothing pushes forward here. It’s meant to offer a sense of calm, the kind that arrives quietly and stays for a while.
