Sometimes passion isn’t loud or flashy—it’s quiet, patient, and deeply human.
A dear friend’s mother has passed away, and in the midst of their grief, I found myself asking: What place do I hold? What words or talents can I offer that truly help?
When condolences fall short, I’ve learned to lean on the gift I do have—creating. Using my time and talent, the one muscle I know I can flex, I can help preserve memories and celebrate a life beautifully lived.
Art becomes more than expression—it becomes remembrance.A small beacon of hope and comfort during the hardest of days.
If you or someone you know would like a memorial portrait created with love and care, please reach out to me at artbymike08@gmail.comor message me through my Facebook art page: https://bit.ly/3KZ7bZx. May our creative passions remind others that beauty can still be found, even through the tears. ❤️