Life rarely moves in straight lines. It bends, intersects, and sends us down unexpected paths. Yet when you walk it with intention, umbrella in hand, head held high, every crossing feels like it was designed for you.
The figures stride in sync with one another, sometimes paired, sometimes apart, but always forward. The rhythm of the scene pulls you in, as if you, too, are stepping across those geometric corridors of possibility.
What does it mean? That depends on you. To some, it’s about companionship: the people who share your path no matter the weather. To others, it’s ambition: the choice to keep moving, to cut across barriers and stride into new territory. For others still, it’s simply balance between order and spontaneity, solitude and unity, shadow and light.
Hang these canvases where you need daily reminders of your own parallel motion. The silent figures will walk with you toward your next destination, your next decision, your next leap. Because the only way forward is forward.
