I Went for a Walk in a Garden of Chalk

Acrylic on canvas.

36x36x875"

I went for a walk in a garden of chalk, where everything felt temporary. The flowers, the paths, even the shadows seemed as though they could disappear with the first rain. I moved through this fragile landscape thinking about memory—what we hold onto, what fades, and what remains after something has been erased.

The garden became a place somewhere between the real and the imagined. Chalk leaves a mark, but never promises permanence. Perhaps that is why I was drawn there.