Coloring books are loved by children around the world. With their curious hands, they bring life to outlines – sometimes outside the lines, sometimes in unexpected colors. For children, the whole world is sacred because nothing is yet separate, nothing is too holy to touch. Even Buddha under a tree – calm, wise, untouchable – can become a playground of color and imagination.
What happens when we grow up?
Do we still see the sacred in everything, or do we start to draw lines between what we’re allowed to touch and what we must leave untouched?
This piece invites the viewer to return to that childlike gaze – curious, unafraid, sincere – where reverence is not separation, but closeness.
„What we are today comes from our thoughts of yesterday, and our present thoughts build our life of tomorrow: Our life is the creation of our mind.“
– Dhammapada, 1:1–2
One of the “few pages from a coloring book”.
100x140x3 cm
acrylic, graphite, fixative on canvas