Study on a swimmer no.44

When I painted this swimmer, what I was really painting was surrender. There is a moment when the body yields to the water, when the arms no longer fight to push it aside but instead open themselves to its embrace. It is not about giving up—it is about letting go. I wanted to capture that instant when resistance softens into trust, when the line between self and element dissolves into something larger.

The figure hovers just beneath the surface, suspended between two worlds. Above, the fractured light, the mirror of the sky broken into ribbons and scattered across the water. Below, the deep, endless blue. She floats there, weightless, not in control yet not lost either. This is the paradox of surrender: by loosening the grip, by ceasing the struggle, one finds a deeper strength.