Before the Evening Comes

Light, laughter, and silence — three moments held on the same terrace.
The day ends in warmth and reflection, the night deepens in candlelight and sea breath, and morning arrives softly, carrying what remains.

I painted these scenes as pauses — not stories, but echoes of light between people, between time and stillness.
In each glass, the sea remembers its color, and in each shadow, the day begins again.