Identity

A tree with a broken trunk stood beside the moon. The wolves howled, spreading the sound of identity and freedom in the air, as if the hidden roots in the heart of the earth were still bringing life back to that tree. In this intersection, life and death, hope and despair were intertwined, and life flowed because that tree had identity and its roots were strong.

Oil painting 🖌️ Canvas size: 40×40 Cm