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After midnight 😛

The day she became summer ☀️

New paintings on display during June at Issaquah Coffee Company 😊

No idee where I am going with this … but I’ll let you know ☺️
Maybe with a story too 😅

Her hair is on fire. He looks deeply concerned, but than again, this might not be the first time she caught fire 😆

Feeling pink 😅?

Not everyone sees the same cat
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This painting is currently hanging at Third Culture Coffee in Bellevue.

Over the next weeks, while people can still physically encounter it there, I'm inviting a few writers to spend some time with the image and respond to it through short fiction, essays, and perhaps even poetry.

I have always been fascinated by how different people can see entirely different things in the same story. Perhaps this is simply the reverse experiment: how a single image can contain several emotional realities at once. Some people see the woman first. Others notice the cat. Someone else stays with the red moon, or the lamp, or the silence between the two figures. One person sees solitude. Another sees danger. Another sees tenderness. Memory. Superstition. Waiting. Childhood. Disappearance. Or simply a woman standing under a red moon holding a black cat, without needing the image to become anything more than that.

The stories will unfold progressively and will be collected here: https://journal.sandaberar.com/p/not-everyone-sees-the-same-cat

I do not know yet exactly what this will become. Maybe a small literary experiment. Maybe only a temporary conversation around a painting. But part of the point is to let it evolve before deciding what it is.

The paintings are up on the walls at Third Culture Coffee in Bellevue 😊

I’ll be there on May 9th and would love to see you there for a chat. But if May 9th does not work, the paintings will stay there throughout the month, so you can always stop by another time for a coffee and wander around a little.

📍 Third Culture Coffee, Bellevue
🗓 Exhibition up throughout May | Gathering on May 9th

There is a story behind this painting about a girl who believed in magic.
Not the magic of tricks and fairy tales, but the kind children build their world upon when they believe that trees listen, wind whispers back, and the people they love tell the truth.