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Acrylic on canvas, 36x36 inches
Set in the quiet tension between fights, this painting honors the raw, relentless nature of hope. Far from fragile, this is hope with grit: bruised, unyielding, and unwilling to stay down.
Inspired by the quote:
"People speak of hope as if it is this delicate, ephemeral thing made of whispers and spider's webs. It's not. Hope has dirt on her face, blood on her knuckles, the grit of the cobblestones in her hair, and just spat out a tooth as she rises for another go."
Acrylic on canvas, 36x36 inches
Set in the quiet tension between fights, this painting honors the raw, relentless nature of hope. Far from fragile, this is hope with grit: bruised, unyielding, and unwilling to stay down.
Inspired by the quote:
"People speak of hope as if it is this delicate, ephemeral thing made of whispers and spider's webs. It's not. Hope has dirt on her face, blood on her knuckles, the grit of the cobblestones in her hair, and just spat out a tooth as she rises for another go."