Qonna's part of the Collective
A portrait of memory and future— a woman offering her heart, inviting light from within. Qonna has always been the ambassador of joy in every Sudanese neighborhood.
Digital Art Collection
Beauty of quiet suffering
When my sister saw this and I couldn’t find the words to describe it, she quickly, simply said: “Art and creation born from the womb of suffering.” And suddenly it made sense to me— even if it was illogical; it was the beauty of quiet suffering.
Behind One Beautiful Thought
We gathered the collective behind the unknown, drawn only by a glimpse of beauty. It feels as though an entire empire will one day find its way to live— even if it rests upon a cloud. Its cargo is simple: a single leaf, carrying everything, protected by the spirit of soldiers all around. This is the Collective Memory.
Divine Names
A Morning-Sky that bring hope and demanding us to flowerish as well.
A Bird Live on a Branch
A bird living on a branch reminds us: those who carry little to live are the most powerful. They inherit a wider sky, a clearer vision, and the certainty of both the past behind them and the future ahead.
Half Green Heart
Half green, half red. It reminds me of Palestine, and of the conflicts we carry inside as proof that we are still alive.
The Flowershing Hope
The first light and the last— both demand the flourishing of hope, every day and every night. Keep watching the dawn; you might, for a fleeting moment, be reminded of the sun rising.
Prayer on September
The first light and the last— both demand the flourishing of hope, every day and every night. Keep watching the dawn; you might, for a fleeting moment, be reminded of the sun rising.
Stairways to Heaven
We move simply, one step at a time, always walking toward the light. The Cosmic Butterfly taught the Monarch Butterfly only this: Steady movement. time.
The Galaxy's Ousider
If you look closely, you will find the newborn— one gravity has yet to invite to join the galaxy. Until then, it remains an outsider.
Hope Soul
The only color that remains visible when darkness takes over.
Lava Rivers
One event in the sky can leave us floating—unexisting. Yet everything continues to flow within the heat of lava rivers. From above, there is an imagining: that life must follow death.
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