Light pink, deep magenta, bold orange, copper strokes — and a whisper of daring.

It began as morning softness: lavender clouds drifting, a quiet sky.
But the canvas had other plans.
It demanded colour, then more colour.

What started as a backdrop became something louder, messier, more alive.
Magenta swells broke open the purples. Orange bursts claimed space. The “straight path” bent into curves that spiral and wander.

Some marks are bold, some barely there — but all of them belong.
Like mornings slipping into afternoons.
Like dreams swerving into something better than we could have scripted.

Painted with layered acrylics and textured surfaces, Joyful Detour is a reminder:
Life isn’t a line to be followed.
It’s a map of detours, pauses, and unexpected bursts of colour.