04/30/2026
Almost a year ago, I painted a mural in my bedroom.
Not with some grand idea behind it. Just for myself.
And then I noticed I kept returning to it.
It changed with the light—one way in the morning, completely different by evening.
I would catch myself simply standing there and looking at it.
They were small moments of pleasure, quiet and brief, but they helped.
Especially during a period when life was genuinely difficult.
That was when I started asking questions:
How does this work?
Why does it affect me this way?
Is there a scientific explanation for it, or is it only my personal perception?
And now the first mural designed not for myself, but for someone else, is beginning its life.
It is being created for a woman with two young children who lives under constant overload.
The mural will be installed in her bedroom, opposite the bed where a person begins and ends each day.
The placement is intentional.
I am not claiming it will change her life.
Environment does not heal, and I know that.
But I know something else from experience:
The space around you either adds to the strain already present in your life,
or gradually helps reduce it often so subtly you do not notice when it happens.
The outside world takes energy.
Home should give some of it back.
This is the first time I am testing this approach in someone else’s space rather than my own.
We will see what happens.
On the left is the mural in my own bedroom.
On the right is the second one now in progress green ginkgo, created for this project.
