Calling me homeThere is a moment in life when country calls you home, not with words, but with a feeling that rises quietly in your chest. It is the soft pull of memories, the echo of your old people, the familiar rhythm of the land reminding you where you belong. This painting speaks to that call. The gentle pathways represent the pull back to the places that shaped you, the places that know your name even when you have been gone for a long time. The warm colours