My Paradise

This painting was born from a dream.

Every time I close my eyes, I see this landscape. It comes to me not as an image, but as a state — deep, quiet, and instantly recognizable. Within it, tension dissolves, and a sense of true living appears, as if this is where I genuinely exist.

This place does not belong to the outer world. It exists between sleep and wakefulness — like an inner home to which the soul returns to remember itself. In this space, there is no weight, no boundaries, no time. Here, I am always flying.

My Paradise is not an idealized landscape, nor a dream of the future. It is a lived reality of the inner world, where one finds peace, clarity, and a sense of belonging.

This work is about the place where searching ends and presence begins.