Five years ago, I felt a quiet nudge — a whisper to move colour around some paper. I didn’t know it then, but that simple act would change everything. What began during a period of illness and stillness soon became my lifeline, my teacher, and my rebirth. The Beginning My first brushstrokes were hesitant but alive with curiosity. Those early experiments with gouache, graphite, and acrylic weren’t about skill — they were about listening. Each colour became a language my heart