Pôr do sol

This work was born from watching a child move through a day.
The painting is a portrait — not of a face, but of a presence. The artist’s daughter: incandescent at noon, full of noise and motion and impossible energy. And then, as the hours soften, something shifts. The same child becomes warmth without edges. She leans in, looks directly, wraps her arms around you like the last light of the afternoon wraps around everything it touches.
Pôr do Sol captures that transition — the blazing yellow of full aliveness dissolving through amber and terracotta into the deep, quiet earth of rest. The solid block of yellow at the base is not an afterthought. It is the promise: the light doesn’t disappear. It simply waits.
Painted with acrylic and modeling paste on stretched canvas. Finished with Liquitex Professional Matte Varnish. Signed on the verso. D-rings and wire installed — ready to hang.
For the collector who understands that the most powerful portraits are the ones that don’t show a face.

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“I spent years searching for hidden treasures. I didn’t know I was the treasure all along.”

Born in Rio de Janeiro — a city of impossible colour, salt air and uncontainable energy — Liz Souza spent 15 years crossing continents before she ever picked up a brush.
She lived in the rural United States, where vast landscapes taught her stillness. She drove through the Abu Dhabi desert for two years, moved by its ancient silence and vastness — a landscape so breathtaking it brought her to tears more than once. She walked the museums of Europe, absorbed New York’s relentless creative pulse, and raised three children across four countries — carrying faith as her only constant.
She came to painting not through art school, but through a lifelong visual hunger — years of museums, landscapes and a deep sensitivity to form that finally found its language on canvas.
Liz works with acrylic, sculptural texture and golden leaf — building thick, tactile surfaces that hold what words cannot. Her work carries the weight of lived experience: the heat of a Rio summer, the silence of a desert highway, the ache of years away from home, the quiet miracle of beginning again.
Every canvas is an excavation. Every texture, a layer of a life fully lived.
Based in Sydney, Australia.