Weight of being illustrates the heaviness felt when it was just a little bit too much. All the $#!* and chaos and uncertainty of the first months of the pandemic felt like a burden. But because of it, there was also an opening. White light, hope, space for something new. 
 
Sometimes things feel heavy,
like they drop to the ground, weighing us down. 
Messy, dark, unruly. 
But look, there's a lightness above it!
Space
created. Light
shining. 
Sometimes the heavy things in life 
make space for what's to come. 
 
Acrylics on unstreatched canvas
120x58cm aprox.