They rest quietly, like the pause between verses of a poem. Four women, draped in flowing robes, their bodies close, their expressions calm—each one holding her own story in silence.
A Portrait of Quiet Bonds
Perhaps they’ve shared a long night of laughter, secrets, or tears. Perhaps this is the moment after the storm—when peace settles, and sisterhood speaks not in words, but in presence.
Their colors are muted, but their bond feels bold. A gentle harmony flows through the folds of their clothes and the lines of their hair, like a still river carrying the weight of unspoken dreams.
In this painted scene, we don’t just see women—we see connection. The kind that doesn't need to be loud to be powerful.
