This set explores the quiet, unremarkable moments that define true love—not grand gestures, but the daily rituals, the repetition, the patience. Love, in its truest form, is mundane. It is folding laundry together, refilling a glass of water without being asked, knowing when to be silent. This is love that doesn’t demand spectacle, but endures through habit, through commitment, through time.
Love, like faith, is a form of labor. It is an act of devotion, requiring sacrifice, discipline, and care. In religious practice, love is not always ecstasy; it is duty, service, the quiet persistence of belief. This collection contemplates love as an offering—sometimes heavy, sometimes light, but always requiring something of us.