Oil on canvas
50 × 40 cm
2026
They were at an age when they could hope for a life of modest comfort without leaving behind all that had shaped their early years. But as their horizons closed in, the burden of separation grew lighter with the breath of a hope kindled by the lights of distant shores. And so their eyes turned towards the horizon. They did not leave because they knew where they were going, but because staying had exhausted all hope and seemed to leave them only a leap—even into the unknown. And behind that hope, darkness lay hidden.