Cherry blossoms, so beautiful and tender.
Saku; to bloom, to smile.

Tiny pink petals unfolding in the air,
as if the world is learning gentleness again.

Little flowers woven softly through her hair,
like spring itself choosing to linger there.

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Beautiful Siroua,
a place of magical memories,
hidden in a beautiful village far away in the Atlas Mountains.

Breathtaking roads
with panoramic views of villages
and fields where women worked
with quiet strength. Her gaze holds the beauty of this land, its warmth, resilience, and timeless spirit.

I captured her eyes in this painting,
a moment I will always carry with me.
Now we say goodbye,
but I promise you: I will return.

I always come back.

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The city awakens slowly.
Quiet mornings, the first stirrings of life,
the warm scent of fresh bread
drifting through the alleys.

Soft rose-colored light,
and the patina along the old walls.
With every small gate I pass,
a new view unfolds,
the light guiding me further in.

Then comes the beautiful square,
where the palm trees cast
their long morning shadows.

I love these gentle mornings… when the whole day still lies open before me.

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In Asia flowers have a deeper meaning, and the Frangipani flower is considered as an essence from nature that brings enlightenment and kindness. There are so many frangipani trees in our neighborhood here in Bandung.

Every morning, very early, when the air is still fresh, we make a walk, and I love to collect the fallen flowers.

There are some things, that just smell so good: coffee, jasmin, orange blossoms, and frangipani flowers.

This painting is a lovely memory of my love for Java and frangipani flowers.

xTiny

Softly woven petals opening like secrets. They reach, they wander, they find the sun in their own way.

There's something wild about them, something honest. They bloom bold, but only for a while.

Passion flowers, almost not of this world fragile, almost floating, like morning mist in gentle sunlight.

Ethereal passion, it comes in moments, in small, beautiful things. A flower, a breath, the way light moves through leaves. Not loud, just real.

×Tiny

In Japan, the colour red is auspicious, a symbol of happiness, strength, and joy.\n\nA warm embrace of colour, filling this painting with beauty and energy.\n\nHer kimono tells a story, of elegance, tradition, and grace.\n\nA piece that brings a smile, with every glance.

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This painting is a memory,
of a feeling, of Asia and flowers,
of life itself.

Wild blossoms on cotton,
woven with time and colour,
like loose threads in people —
not perfect, but full of life.

I love flowers
when they have passed their peak,
when they gently bow their heads
and still leave something beautiful behind.

This painting carries that presence,
a quiet reminder that everything changes,
and within that change, there is grace.

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Golden light,
softly touching her face.

Creating a magical atmosphere,
like morning sunlight streaming through a window.

A quiet moment,
captured in warm light.

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Ethereal Passion

Softly woven petals
opening like secrets.
They reach, they wander,
they find the sun in their own way.

A longing to feel,
to truly connect.

There’s something wild about them,
something honest.
They bloom bold,
but only for a while.

Passion flowers,
almost not of this world -
fragile, almost floating,
like morning mist in gentle sunlight.

Ethereal passion,
it comes in moments,
in small, beautiful things.
A flower, a breath,
the way light moves through leaves.

Not loud, just real.

xTiny

Our beautiful dark brown wood frames are made from FSC certified solid linden wood that has been treated with a colored finish. 

Handmade by craftsmen in Europe, the frames come with real, flat 2mm-Floatglas for all sizes up to and including 50cm x 70cm. In size 70cm x 100cm, the frame comes with a 2mm anti-reflective Plexi-glass.

As it is still a natural material, variations in colour and texture may occur compared to the product images shown. Note that prolonged exposure to direct sunlight can cause wood color to fade over time.

Don't forget to choose a matching tinystories art print and we will frame the artwork or you, so it is ready to hang.

A slice of lemon raspberry pie,
its vibrant raspberry colours
glowing softly in the light.

Resting on a handmade yellow clay plate,
a simple moment became a small oasis.

I painted it so I could hold on to it,
the sweetness, the colours,
and the quiet feeling of stillness.

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She sits there, gazing into the distance, her hair blowing softly in the wind. Maybe she's by the sea, maybe somewhere else in nature.

She doesn't think from fear, she simply is. Calm, still, breathing.

A moment in time where nothing needs to be fixed, changed, or rushed. Just the quiet truth of being alive, held in that fragile space between one breath and the next.

A soft pause in the noise of the world, where the heart can rest. A lovely reminder.

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Painted in soft hues,
it feels like a memory of warmth.

The flowing colors ground me,
calming the mind like early morning light.
It's as if I can smell the fresh air,
feel the earth beneath my feet,
and sense the soft light brushing
gently against my skin.

Barefoot in touch,
I feel grounded and at peace.

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Our beautiful oak wood frames are made from untreated, FSC certified solid wood.

Handmade by craftsmen in Europe, the frames come with real, flat 2mm-Floatglas for all sizes up to and including 50cm x 70cm. In size 70cm x 100cm, the frame comes with a 2mm crystal clear Plexi-glass.

As it is still a natural material, variations in color and texture may occur compared to the product images shown. Over time, all oak will slightly deepen in color. Note that prolonged exposure to direct sunlight can cause wood color to fade over time.

Don't forget to choose a matching tinystories art print and we will frame the artwork or you, so it is ready to hang.

Through transparent layers of lace,
I breathe in the gentle sounds of the sea,
listening slowly to the beautiful silence.

My arms float,
softly veiling my face,
gazing far into the distance.

Stillness unfolds,
and clarity drifts in like morning light.
It is in silence that my thoughts become clear…

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Evening Glow

Palms whispering,
their leaves sway slow,
a gentle sea breeze
begins to blow.

The sky is warm,
in golden glow,
so peaceful
as the sun sinks low.

And with it comes
a silent vow:
tomorrow brings
a fresh new now.

xTiny

Inspired by traditional Japanese landscapes,
this painting invites the viewer to lose themselves
in the stillness, the space, and the breath between peaks.
Each layer fading into the next,
like memories softened by distance. 

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The Secrets of the Medina

 Whispers of the wind through the narrow streets of the medina, where I glimpse the palms,

Wondering what beauty may unfold,

Discovering the secrets of the medina.

Behind each door, another waits,

New paths, new lights,

New unseen gates.

Each gateway holds a truth inside.

Each one teaches me something new.

The magic of doors in the medina.

Trusting the path,

Following the light.

xTiny

Palms whispering,
their leaves sway slow,
a gentle sea breeze
begins to blow.

The sky is warm
in golden glow,
so peaceful as the sun sinks low.

And with it comes
a silent vow,
that tomorrow brings
a fresh new now.

×Tiny

It was sunset in a small village in India, where life moved in a gentle, timeless rhythm.

Buffaloes returned from the fields, dust glowing in the golden light, while women cooked over open fires and children played in the street.

Three women noticed me and smiled, inviting me in for chai. Inside, we shared tea, laughter, and quiet curiosity, just women together in a moment of ease.

Rising Sun,
a memory of warmth, connection, and the simple beauty of being welcomed in.

×Tiny