In Brother Wolf, my paintbrush surrendered to the unpredictable rhythm of the medium, allowing the paint itself to dictate the narrative—one that emerged organically as a story of connection across realms.
I had other plans for this canvas! But as I followed the paint, I realised that I couldn't paint over this dreamlike composition which had unexpectedly emerged, and which I felt explores the liminal space between spirit and form, man and nature, intuition and instinct.
A luminous profile, silhouetted in the lower left area of the canvas, gazes across that aurora of light and shadow toward a white wolf standing sentinel atop a distant precipice. The two figures—one human, one wild—are suspended in silent communion, their gaze bridging the divide between worlds. The painting invites contemplation of unseen bonds: ancestral memory, animal kinship, and the unspoken languages of the subconscious.
Although I hadn't consciously chosen the palette (given that I'd been planning a very different painting!)—ranging from deep indigo and umber to the luminous light and veiled violets—I felt that it transformed almost alchemically into this invitation to participate in a visual story of myth and mystery.
This piece is more than a painting; it is a portal to transform your space into a sanctuary of wonder and introspection, a reminder that it's sometimes the unplanned moments which are most powerful, the unexpected glimpses which surprise us with joy.