Loop of Memories | Hiraeth Series

What if memories were made of hyacinths and fireflies.? I often wonder...

So vivid and connected, yet abrupt and hazy;

Recollections of happy places and painful instances... Things that only exist in the corner of the heart, Not to be revisited or returned to;

I keep my memories in a herbarium of thoughts... The never-ending loop of golden repairs;

My Memories, My Hiraeth.

Medium - Oil on canvas