There will be days when everything around you disappear.
The road. The signs. Even your sense of direction.
And all you will have left is your dream.
The Story
Sometimes life does not break you.
It blurs you.
You wake up and the way forward is gone.
Not because you lost it but because the fog came in. Thick. Heavy. Relentless.
Suddenly, everything feels uncertain.
The decisions that felt clear yesterday now feel like questions with no answers.
You stand still, not because you want to but because every direction looks the same.
Dreams in the Mist was born from that moment.
The boy in this piece is me.
It is you.
It is anyone who has ever stood in a life season where nothing makes sense anymore.
But here is the truth:
Your dream is still there.
You may not see the path to it, but it never stopped seeing you.
Why It Exists
This piece exists for anyone walking through their own fog.
For the ones who feel lost but have not stopped hoping.
For those who need a quiet reminder that dreams do not disappear they wait.
The eye in this piece is not a threat.
It is your vision, your calling, your deepest why looking back at you when you cannot look ahead.
It reminds you that you do not need to know every step.
You just need to keep moving. One honest step at a time.
Artist’s Note
I created this piece after going through my own season of fog.
I was chasing too many things. Comparing. Doubting. Questioning.
And in the noise I lost sight of my own dream.
But then I realized: my dream never left.
It was there waiting.
It did not need me to sprint. It just needed me to trust, to take one more step into the unknown.
If this print finds you maybe you are in your fog too.
Maybe you are waiting for clarity.
But here is the truth: clarity comes after courage.
Take the next step even if you cannot see the one after that.