Private Residence, Seattle, WA
The brushstrokes start with a light, bright pink – the way you might feel at the beginning of a journey, a painting, a relationship. That place where anything is possible and optimism runs high.
Later you hit a snag. Something or someone steps in to thwart your progress. A misstep changes the entire direction. Thoughtless actions dampen your spirit.
Yet beneath the cloak, the essence is still there. Optimistic beginnings. The heart of the matter. The place where light begins. “Cloak” is a reminder to let your light shine, no matter what.