The Lost Shepherd (Sold)
This painting began as an exercise in light, but it turned into something gentler — a moment of calm between the shepherd and his flock. I wanted the morning to feel new, fragile, and full of quiet purpose. The figures don’t speak, yet their closeness says enough. The shepherd looks at his sheep, and not the sun on the horizon, the light, and the sheep gazes up. “What are we to do little one?” he thinks.
