This piece began as a quiet dialogue with Mehdi Akhavan-Sales’s Zemestān — a poem wrapped in the stillness and severity of winter. Its words speak of cold weather, but also the deeper coldness that can settle between people.
Yet as the painting unfolded, it moved beyond the frost. A single red form emerged, bold and warm — a shape that seemed to resist the silence.
It became a quiet spark: of hope, of feeling, of life continuing under layers of stillness.
Blush after morning is not just about winter, but what remains once the dawn has passed — the subtle warmth that refuses to fade.