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𝗜 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝘆.


My work explores emotion, memory, identity, uncertainty, hope, 
and the quiet journey of finding our way back to ourselves.

𝘼  𝙍 𝙚 𝙩 𝙪 𝙧 𝙣    𝙩 𝙤    𝙎 𝙚 𝙡 𝙛

I create intuitively, building each painting through layers of acrylic, 
soft oil pastel, charcoal, texture, and spontaneous marks. 
I rarely begin with a completely finished image in mind. 
Instead, I allow the painting to evolve, 

𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙮 𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧, 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙗𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠, 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙮 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣,
until something honest begins to emerge.

The layers hold traces of different emotions and moments. 
Some remain visible, while others are hidden beneath the surface.

The composition is intentionally open to interpretation.
 It may remind you of chaos, movement, memories, freedom, uncertainty, 
or simply the feeling of finding your way back to yourself.
For me, it represents a return.

But perhaps it will hold something different for you.

My background in architecture taught me to see space, composition, proportion, and balance. 
Painting taught me to let go of structure, embrace uncertainty, and trust instinct.

Every artwork is original and one of a kind, created by hand. 
No two pieces are ever exactly the same. 
Each painting carries its own layers, marks, imperfections, and story.

I believe art should be more than something beautiful on a wall.
It should make you pause.
Feel something.
Remember something.
Perhaps even see a little of yourself in it :)


𝗠 𝗔 𝗠 𝗢 𝗜  -  F e l i c i a  G u n a w a n
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. 02𝗔 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗛𝗼𝗺𝗲

Intuitive mixed - media painting
Acrylic, soft oil pastel on canvas
120 x 100 cm
2026






Some places stay with us long after we leave them.

A familiar room.
A morning light through the window.
The sound of someone we love in the next room.
A table where stories were shared.
The quiet comfort of simply knowing you belong.

Home is not always a house, and it is not always a place we can return to.

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴,
𝘏𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘈 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯.
𝘈 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.
𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥.

𝗔 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗛𝗼𝗺𝗲 .

Perhaps home is the place we carry within us.


𝗠 𝗔 𝗠 𝗢 𝗜


1/5    A Place Called Home
2/5    A Place Called Home on Easel
3/5    Interior - A Place Called Home
4/5    Detail 01 - A Place Called Home
5/5    Detail 02 - A Place Called Home