Framed in matte gold. This painting carries a quiet, almost secretive presence, a young bird moving through the undergrowth with the softness and uncertainty of early life. Its feathers shimmer with greens, blues, and purples, but the beak is still the muted tone of youth, not yet the strong red of adulthood. There’s a sense of watching something that isn’t meant to be on display: a moment of growth happening out of sight, untouched and unshaped by people.