Hopex John
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No matter how confined, fragmented, or burdened she appeared, freedom was always her birthright. The sky did not become hers, it had always been hers. She simply remembered.
“THE SKY WAS ALWAYS HERS”
Charcoal, acrylic and fabric on canvas.
27/05/2026
My first fully acrylic painted piece in a while. I’m sharing this to celebrate the kids everywhere. Happy children’s Day🎉🎉🎉🌹
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“Happy boy” 18x24 inches
Acrylic on canvas.
Lately I’m falling deeper in love with earth colors.
The more I explore them, the more grounded, rich, luxurious, and soothing they feel.
“Fragile grip 2”
About 150 hours compressed in some seconds video.
“Fragile grip”
A fragile grip on what he can’t release,
Pressure swelling beneath his quiet skin.
In his personal confined space, alone with his thoughts,
everything loud refuses to speak.
Even silence feels like it might burst.
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