
I painted Pink Wabi Sabi while thinking about sensitivity — not as a label, but as a way of moving through the world.
For most of my life, I thought being shy was simply part of my personality. I didn’t question it. Over time, though, I began to notice how deeply certain experiences stayed with me. After social gatherings, I often felt overstimulated and restless, unable to settle back into myself. Even brief interactions could linger longer than I expected.
For a long time, I didn’t have language for this. I only knew that I needed quiet, space, and time to return to my own rhythm.
While I was painting, I was drawn to imperfection and imbalance. The palette moved toward soft pinks and muted pastels, colors that felt gentle rather than restrained. I wasn’t thinking about tradition or rules. I followed what felt natural to me.
This artwork grew out of that understanding — that what I once saw as a weakness now quietly shapes how I see, feel, and make.
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