The feeling that everything has its time, that things happen in cycles, not linearly. With this thinking, my attention gradually shifted from specific forms—such as flowers or animals—to intangible motifs. One of these became the sky and clouds. I am fascinated by how elusive and changeable they are, yet so present before our eyes as something we can name precisely. Just like memories—they are constantly changing, fading, forming new shapes, never completely accurate, and yet deeply rooted within us. Clouds have become a metaphor for human memory for me. They are like a pulsating system – restless, beautiful, melancholic, always in motion. This transformation in my work was not sudden, but rather slow and natural. It's like when you stare at the horizon for a long time – at first you notice the details below you, the plants and life in the grass, but gradually your eyes slide upward and you begin to perceive the broader context. The sky suddenly becomes a space where everything meets – light, time, memories, silence, and movement. And I realized that this is what I want and need to paint now.