This work began as an imagined gathering place: part temple, part garden, part remembered city. I was interested in creating a scene that felt ancient and impossible at the same time, where architecture and atmosphere could carry the same emotional weight as the figures moving through it.
The clouds became almost sculptural as the painting developed. They began to feel like pillars themselves, rising and folding above the water. I wanted the landscape to suggest ceremony without explaining it too directly. The people in the scene are small, but they give scale and life to the world around them.
Pillars One is about reflection, both visually and emotionally. The water holds the architecture, the trees, the sky, and the figures in a second mirrored world. I wanted the viewer to feel as if they had stepped into a place that was quiet, theatrical, and half-remembered.