My Summer

My Sommer is a quiet memory held in colour and texture. It is not a season as a place, but as a feeling—soft, warm, fleeting. The surface is built from gentle layers of pinks, corals, muted greens, and pale whites, blending into one another the way days dissolve into evenings during summer.

The colours feel sun-washed and tender, as if they have been touched by time. Some areas are light and open, others deeper and more saturated, like moments that linger longer in memory. The visible textures and fine lines are traces of movement, breath, and presence—marks left behind rather than statements made.

There is no sharp contrast, no urgency. Everything drifts, stretches, and rests. For me, this painting is about softness and vulnerability, about allowing things to be incomplete and transient. My Sommer holds the warmth of passing time, the quiet joy of stillness, and the gentle ache of something already becoming memory.