The Dreamer's Pen

Valentine’s Day—an evening of candlelit dinners, thoughtful gestures, and love in all its forms. But this year, I find myself wrapped in a blanket, not in romance, but in tissues and herbal tea. The universe had other plans. While others are out celebrating, I’m here, feeling the weight of the day in an entirely different way.

Love isn’t just about grand gestures and shared moments. Maybe it’s also about self-care, about finding beauty even in solitude, about creating when the world feels still. So, instead of lamenting my situation, I turned to something that has always brought me comfort, art.

Tonight, I decided to create these images on Procreate. Letting my mind wander, letting the brushstrokes speak for me, I poured my energy into something tangible. Art doesn’t ask for much, just a moment, a feeling, a willingness to let go.

Maybe this wasn’t the Valentine’s Day I expected, but in its own way, it’s still a moment of love. Love for creativity, for solitude, for the quiet magic of making something out of nothing.

Enjoy. ❤️