A New Life Figurative I am shown with a

I am shown with a genuine smile

I have learned to see it with new eyes

I have learned that it is essential to be my own encourager

the butterfly goes through a time of retreat as a caterpillar—a quiet and patient process in which it gradually prepares to transform

A New Life Figurative I am shown with aIn my portrait, I tell a storynot just with lines and colors, but with memories. As I drew myself and chose each shade, I found myself traveling back in time, revisiting moments that have shaped who I am. The flowers on my head hold quiet meaning. They remind me of a January not long ago, when the year began with unexpected change. I had an accident that shook me deeplyphysically, yes, but also inwardly. It was a moment that made me pause and reflect