(FYI, No use of AI generated art in here. Everything is handmade by me)

Welcome to Ciara’s World

Small reminder about Ciara:
Ciara is a (fictional) ordinary woman who one day begins to notice something she can’t explain. Small moments in her daily life start to feel like clues. Things she used to overlook now seem to carry meaning; as if life is quietly trying to speak to her.

The mystical window:

One day, Ciara walks through her home, looking for her hairbrush to brush her hair before going to bed. Everything seemed as usual. But as she passes a wall in her bedroom something feels different.. She stops. The air feels stiller than usual. Her eyes linger.. And then she sees it! A window! In a wall that has always been empty.

Her breath pauses for a second. She blinks slowly. Once. Twice. She rubs her eyes.. It doesn’t disappear. No way.. For a moment, she laughs softly to herself. “Yeah right, haha. Maybe I’m just tired. Maybe my mind is playing tricks.” She turns away and walks to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She completely forgot to brush her hair, because of the shock. She looks into the mirror while feeling the mentol of the toothpaste on her gums and keeps thinking about that mystical window.
Than she rinses her face with the warm, soft, inviting temperature of the tapwater. Than she suddenly thinks: lets just go to bed, not make things too complicated. But something keeps grabbing her attention. “Hmm, what if it is real?” She finally decides to go back. Slowly, gentle and wide awake she walks back to the wall. Yes the window is still there, but there is more now.. There she suddenly sees a rainbow appearing and a castle far away. “Yeah right”. She laughs again in herself. . “This cannot be possible.” She shakes it off with confidence and just decides to go to bed without a doubt. Just like any normal day.

The next morning, sunlight spills into her room as usual. She feels the warm sunlight on her face while waking up. It feels differen tough, more warm. As if it’s coming from two directions, two windows. She slowly gets up and follows the sunlight that’s coming from the unusual direction. Its coming from the place where she saw the window yesterday. As if her body already knows something her mind hasn’t caught up with yet.

When she reaches the wall again, she stops.

The air feels slightly different here again. Heavier, quieter. Like the room is holding its breath. She is covering her eyes, afraid to look if the window is still there. She slowly takes her hand away from her eyes. “No way! It’s still there!“ But she doesn’t feel so afraid anymore now and looks more thoroughly. One part of the tower she saw yesterday started to dissapear in front of her eyes. As if it was waiting for her to be looked at without fear.. She stares at it longer than she intended to. Trying to find the explanation her mind is reaching for.

She lifts her hand and gently touches the space where it should have been. The air feels cold. Real. Still. The sunlight is still shining in her direction at the same time. And suddenly, she is not so sure anymore about what’s true or false.

Maybe nothing has changed..
Or maybe.. maybe she is only now starting to see what was already there..

Moral of the arttale:

Nothing is what it seems
This is where something important becomes visible:

It is not that reality itself changes. It is how it is experienced. The moment your attention lands somewhere, everything in that situation begins to shift. In the first painting, the castle feels solid. Complete. Certain. Almost comforting in its structure, like nothing could ever really move or fall apart.

In the second painting, it is still the same castle. Same shape. Same world. But one tower has crumbled. And strangely, that changes everything. The certainty is gone. Not because more damage has been done, but because your eyes can no longer ignore what is missing. And where the tower used to be… there is space now. Empty. Open. Almost quiet in a different way. It can feel like loss. But at the same time it could feel like something has become visible that was always hidden inside the “wholeness” of the image.

This is how perception works:
What we focus on doesn’t just add meaning, it can also remove things, shift it, reshape it. The mind builds a story of stability or danger, fullness or lack, depending on where it lands. To survive it wants to hold on to it. Relationships, jobs, money.. In life too, we often move through something that looks solid from a distance. Certain. Managed. Under control. Until one detail changes the way we look… and suddenly the whole experience opens up. Ciara’s world lives in that space. In the shift between what looks fixed… and what starts to open when you look again. To show you how much space appears the moment certainty breaks. Something very unnatural for the human brain but very natural in the way nature works. Look around how nature keeps moving; transforming itself. Like the clouds always moving.. Uncertain but so flowing.. The most certain thing in life is change. Look at the cells in our body renewing themselves continuesly. We are not even the same from the inside. So, when we start focusing on what we want to see our entire world shifts, because we made that choice to not focus on something that wasn’t certain in the first place..