My painting begins not with a subject but with a moment. Lost in Thought grew from watching my daughter one quiet afternoon unaware, still, entirely within herself. I wanted to capture that particular quality of human inwardness that we rarely see because people so rarely allow themselves to be seen in it.
I work in watercolour, a medium that demands patience and accepts no erasure. Each layer is a commitment. The Persian carpet background, the bamboo blind, the marigolds , these were not decorative choices but truths of the space she inhabited. I painted them as I saw them, building the domestic world around her before finally approaching her face.
The painting took several weeks of evening sessions, one hour at a time, after long working days. That slowness became part of its meaning. To observe someone carefully over time is itself an act of love.