Magnificent landscapes of inner & outer worlds: Worlds that we do not see

Shadows softly speak and edges fade to Dusk.
Forgotten skies pulse gently with the stars.
The Goddess walks unseen.

As the sun dips below the horizon in Oman, the veil between worlds begins to shift. This is a sacred time, where day surrenders to night, and the Earth bathes in the tender embrace of twilight. It is not just a transition of light but an invitation—a call to open your heart's eyes and ears to the unseen.

In this fleeting moment, shadows take form, whispering ancient secrets and weaving unseen connections. The world that hides in the folds of time and space begins to awaken. This is the moment captured in "The World That We Do Not See", a picture that stands as both a portal and a revelation.

The scene is alive with luminous colors that transcend reality. Pulses of radiant yellow and ethereal blue streak across the paper like starlight dancing on the edge of perception. Deep shades of green and maroon anchor the piece, whispering of the Earth’s profound mysteries, while their richness draws you further into this liminal space.

"Evening guests," you call them. These otherworldly beings emerge through portals, their forms imbued with mystery and wisdom. They are guardians of the unseen, messengers from realms that overlap our own yet remain veiled to the untrained eye. Vibrant and otherworldly, their presence feels both delicate and eternal, as though they have always been here, waiting for someone to notice.

The interplay of colors evokes the profound energy of dusk—an otherworldly glow that feels alive, shimmering with hidden life. This artwork hums with that energy, capturing not just the landscape but the pulse of the unseen world itself.

In "The World That We Do Not See," you have captured a moment that feels both eternal and ephemeral. It is a glimpse into a universe parallel to our own, a celebration of the hidden magic in the quiet spaces of existence.

This artwork is a reminder: the unseen is not absent. It lives in the shadows, between breaths, and in the soft hum of dusk. If only we are willing to see.