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I painted this to capture the solitude of walking alone through the night.
The man is faceless, because he could be anyone—carrying his own past into the rain.
The lamps and reflections are symbols of fleeting warmth in an otherwise cold world.
It’s about moving forward, even when the path feels endless. And this scene might be from a movie, can you guess which one?
I painted this to capture the solitude of walking alone through the night.
The man is faceless, because he could be anyone—carrying his own past into the rain.
The lamps and reflections are symbols of fleeting warmth in an otherwise cold world.
It’s about moving forward, even when the path feels endless. And this scene might be from a movie, can you guess which one?