I painted this by feeling, letting colors and shapes appear without questioning them. When I stepped back, I suddenly saw a lobster tucked between the flowers. It surprised me — and then made perfect sense. I’m a Cancer. Somehow, without thinking, I had painted a part of myself. I added a little fish, almost instinctively. It felt like it was searching… for something. For someone. Maybe for me. Maybe for you. Sometimes, a painting knows more than we do.