...As I was diving underwater one day, I met the most beautiful child. He will be in space, I thought. I will paint him and through him I will share my own story and vision... I later found out that I'd called the painting Journey for a reason, because the painting was lost and after a long time miraculously was found on the other side of the world...
-Akiane
The Journey
Walking through the poppy universe, My fingers rattle the hourglass isles Where the time sings in the crossroads of hope I am a brush painting for miles
Every letter of the names I sit on Just hangs on the family space tree Which knowledge lock should I pick, As providence chisels a galaxy key?
Balancing myself on just one finger, At first I think that everything is white From universe to universe I jump alone Just to find out that I am still a child
The Journey
Acrylic on canvas, Age 9 (2004) 48" x 60" SOLD (Private Collection) Prints Available