“I hold a lily” captures a delicate moment of springtime, intimacy, and the act of looking. The painting shows a woman crouching softly among blooming flowers, her form partially obscured behind a fogged pane of glass. The mist creates a veil of distance—suggesting that she can only be seen through breath, through longing, through a lens of half-faded memory. The flowers bloom like metaphors of awakening desire, while her body remains both near and unreachable. It is a scene suspended between closeness and detachment, where time seems to pause and beauty carries within it a quiet, unspoken tension.
