A Soul For A Soul
This piece was born not from spectacle, but from stillness.
When I watched Avengers: Endgame, it wasn’t the battles that gripped me.....it was Vormir.
That red sky, that suspended silence. The Soul Keeper’s words: “A soul for a soul.”
I didn’t just hear them.
I felt them.
On Vormir, it waited for Thanos and Gamora.
It waited for Hawkeye and Natasha.
One a godlike being from Titan, the other a mortal woman with a human heart.
But both were asked the same question in silence: What are you willing to give?
That, I’ve come to believe, is the real test, not just for humans, but for all conscious beings.
The moment of decision.
Not forced, not coerced, but chosen.
This piece is not about loss.
It’s about the sacred power of choosing what matters most.
About how, in the face of cosmic stillness, the soul steps forward willingly, sometimes in pain, sometimes in peace.
Always in love.
At the time, it struck me as cruel. Why must something so deeply precious be the price to pay?
But life, my life....has a way of circling back to questions like this.
Over time, through my own quiet reckonings, I began to see it differently.
The universe isn’t heartless.
It isn’t kind, either.
It simply balances.
Not to punish or reward, but to keep things whole.
To honor the weight of choice.
The Soul Keeper is my reflection of that understanding.
Two cliffs, torn apart, representing what is, and what could be.
A quiet transaction.
A spiritual exchange.
And then there is her.
Cloaked in red, the Soul Keeper doesn’t demand, she waits.
Around her, old books lie open, their pages filled with names....each one a soul that once stood before her, each name a memory of a choice made.
Lanterns and candles glow softly beside them, holding space, marking each decision like a quiet vigil.
This painting isn’t about sacrifice. It’s about the sacredness of choice.
The power of offering something not out of despair, but love.
It’s about how we meet the universe, not with demands or resistance, but with truth.
The moment of giving, in its purest form.
It is not loss.
It is alignment.
This piece, like so much of my work, is a meditation.
On silence.
On what it means to offer yourself fully.
And willingly.
A soul for a soul doesn’t echo cruelty anymore.
It echoes truth.
It echoes balance.
An understanding, so profound, yet gentle as a whisper.
THE SOUL KEEPER
ACRYLIC ON CANVAS
50 cm x 50 cm
15 May 2025