The world doesn't have a cruelty problem. It has a love deficiency.
When Al-Wadud leaves the equation — when people stop believing they are loved, stop extending love, stop recognising it in each other — what's left is what we see. Disconnection. Apathy. A quiet sociopathy dressed up as strength.
Al-Wadud. The Most Intimate and Divine Manifestation of Love. One of the 99 names. The one I keep coming back to.
This piece is alcohol ink and gold — fluid and wild and warm, with patterns borrowed from the mosque ceilings of Istanbul. Because beauty has always been how we point to things too large for words.
Put this on your wall. Not as art. As a reminder.
The world doesn't have a cruelty problem. It has a love deficiency.
When Al-Wadud leaves the equation — when people stop believing they are loved, stop extending love, stop recognising it in each other — what's left is what we see. Disconnection. Apathy. A quiet sociopathy dressed up as strength.
Al-Wadud. The Most Intimate and Divine Manifestation of Love. One of the 99 names. The one I keep coming back to.
This piece is alcohol ink and gold — fluid and wild and warm, with patterns borrowed from the mosque ceilings of Istanbul. Because beauty has always been how we point to things too large for words.
Put this on your wall. Not as art. As a reminder.
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