Each trunk in this forest carries many seasons within it. Yellows recall the warmth of sunlight, reds speak of vivid and passionate days, and darker tones mark the winters and silences the trees have endured. The colors rest upon their forms like fragments of memory. I wanted to portray time not as a straight path, but as a collection of layers existing simultaneously. In nature, no season disappears completely; every spring retains a trace of the winter before it, and every new leaf carries an ancient memory. The pale mist between the trees connects past and present. “Hidden Seasons” tells the story of memories that remain within us and become part of who we are. Just as a tree conceals the rings of its lifetime, the human spirit silently carries every season through which it has passed.
