

Color bursts loose from the wheel, tumbling into rhythm and restless form. A clash of mediums becomes a celebration of freedom.
This piece began in the most restrained of ways: a classroom exercise, painting a traditional color wheel to practice mixing hues. Unsure of my skills and eager to get it right, I copied the example given — neat, balanced, safe. But when I brought it home, I hated it. It didn’t feel like mine.
So I did what felt natural: I grabbed paint and swept it across the wheel, letting chaos take over order. Lines blurred, colors broke free, and just enough of the old structure peeked through to remind me of what I was leaving behind. In that rebellion, the painting suddenly felt alive — expressive, abstract, mine.


From there, the digital canvas pushed it further: textures sharpened, colors blazed brighter, and the wheel finally spun itself into freedom. What began as a copy became a declaration: structure can be a spark, but it’s the breaking of it that sets the work — and the artist — free.
The act of painting over the color wheel was more than rebellion — it opened a conversation between paint and digital. Acrylic gave me the freedom to break rules, and digital gave me the space to expand that freedom. It was the start of letting both mediums push and challenge each other.
This is where the wheel finally spun free.

Freedom isn’t a destination, it’s a doorway — step through.
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