Size: 2 piece (16in x 20in)
Medium: Acrylic on canvas 
Year: 2025
 
Not all crowns shine. Some are built from the hands that came before—hands that worked, endured, and sacrificed. In this piece, those hands form a crown, not worn on the head but carried in spirit. A quiet, powerful woman sits beneath it. She does not ask for attention, but she holds it. Her strength is not loud; it is layered. She reminds me of the women who shaped me, the ones whose love felt like both protection and pressure. Their expectations became the background noise in my own story. This painting speaks to that weight, the beauty and complexity of inheritance. It is not just her story, it is mine. And it is a story many carry, the challenge of honoring the hands that made us without letting them define us, learning to wear the crown without being crushed by it.