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Gift

£900.00Price
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Expected to ship by the end of the month

Medium: Oil on Canvas

Size: 3ft × 3ft

Year: 2025


There was once a woman whose very name translated to Gift, though the offerings she spoke were initially mistaken for pyrite. To the untrained ear, her heavy words sounded like fool’s gold—worthless, perhaps even bitter. But time is a patient alchemist.


As the years dissolved, the harsh exterior of her speech fell away,

illuminating the core of what she had actually left behind: it wasn't malice at all, but the purest, most valuable gold. Genuine advice, wrapped in an unfriendly tone, is still a treasure if you have the wisdom to look beneath the surface.


This canvas is the visual metaphor for that paradox. Here, she emerges from the shadows as a subtly illuminated Tiv woman, caught in a permanent act of offering. She extends her hands to present a gift, her lips parted to blow a gentle kiss toward the viewer. It is a quiet revelation that her truth, no matter how sharply it was delivered, was born entirely out of an uncompromising love, never out of spite.


She stands as a testament to the quiet power of friction and honesty—a striking balance of fierce strength and delicate femininity. This painting is my riddle of gratitude; a silent, luminous ode to her, to the weight of her spoken “gold”, and to the enduring spirit of all Tiv women who refuse to dilute the truth.

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