There’s a moment — the exact moment the night fully claims the city — when everything seems suspended in gold. ✨
The rain softens the noise. The streets shimmer like melted light, the air hums with quiet anticipation, and every window begins to tell its own story.
I love that moment… when strangers blur into color, and buildings hum softly under the glow.
It’s the city’s heartbeat in slow motion — reflections stretching, colors softening, people becoming silhouettes.
I painted "City Glow" to hold that fragile balance — the hush before the crowd, the warmth before the chill, the beauty of not yet and almost there. 
Sometimes freedom isn’t about running away — it’s about pausing right here, in the middle of it all, and letting the light find you.