I was born and raised in a small Himalayan town called Darjeeling. It’s a quiet place, far from the noise of the world. Maybe that’s why I feel so close to nature. It was always there, steady and beautiful, as I grew up.

My art is like a journal. It often comes from dreams and feelings I can’t always put into words. Nature has been my comfort and my teacher. In its silence and beauty, I’ve found a way to turn pain into something gentle and alive. Spending time outdoors has helped me heal and slowly put the broken parts of myself back together.

I see myself in flowers, in their colors and softness. Sometimes I feel like a bird, light and free in the sky. I love the playful nature of crows and the calm of rivers and lakes. When I look at simple things with open eyes, I feel hope again. I begin to trust myself. Each piece of my art holds a story — a time when nature helped me get through something or reminded me of what matters.

At its heart, my art is about love. Love for the world, in all its quiet beauty. Love for life, even when it’s messy. And love for myself, slowly learned and still growing. I often get lost in the worlds I create, and in doing so, I find small lights of hope.

More than anything, I hope my art gives people a moment to pause and breathe. A small sense of peace. A reminder that even in hard times, beauty is still here, waiting to be seen.

Priscilla Prerna Rai