While painting Crashing Into Love, I felt an overwhelming wave of love envelop me, as if I was standing in the middle of the ocean, where the depth of the water mirrored the depth of my emotions. Each brushstroke was a release, a conversation between my heart and the canvas. The waves seemed to rise and fall with my feelings, their rhythm echoing the push and pull of love—at times tender, at times powerful, but always consuming. The act of painting became a journey, a way to express the boundless, raw, and almost mystical energy of love, moving me like the ocean itself.