This piece is a quiet love story. A tribute to presence, to patience, and to the magnetic pull of becoming.
He Waited, She Bloomed explores the sacred dance between masculine stillness and feminine unfolding. The tūī, cloaked in iridescent greens and ancient songlines, stands as a symbol of deep witnessing - steady, grounded, quietly potent. Around him, orchids bloom in soft surrender, their colours humming with the ache and beauty of reawakening.
This is a painting about finding yourself again in the mirror of devotion - the moment you realise that love, the kind that truly sees you, has been waiting all along. No rush. No demand. Just presence.
It’s about returning to your own beauty, strength, and softness - and allowing yourself to bloom in your own time.
