In the Wake of What Was carries a quiet heaviness, the kind that settles in when the water is calm but the mind isn’t. The figure sits suspended between motion and stillness, surrounded by soft teal water and a sky washed in sunset tones, as if time itself has slowed to let the moment breathe. There’s reflection here, but not despair—just the honest pause that comes after something meaningful has passed.

This piece feels introspective and cinematic, like a scene you stumble into mid-thought. The colors are gentle but emotionally charged, drawing you into a space where memory and possibility overlap. It’s the kind of artwork that doesn’t rush you—it waits, inviting you to sit with it and find your own meaning drifting just beneath the surface.