May 2026
Wandering Light
“The light you keep losing and finding again is still yours.”
I painted this one over a slow week of mornings. It began as an attempt to remember a particular kind of light — the kind that arrives unannounced, sits with you for a moment, and then quietly leaves.
If you've been feeling like the good things are passing you by, I hope this letter is a small reminder: the light is still yours, even when it wanders.
With care, Han
