Sleeping Town

Acrylic on Wood 11 x 17

In this painting I let the city drift on a distant, weightless island, hovering safely above the turbulence of my waking hours. Beneath it, an unmade bed slips through a star‑dark sea, becoming a personal gateway beyond noise, gravity, and routine. Here, sleep itself turns into an act of quiet resistance—each dream a momentary escape from the relentless pulse of daily urban life.