Liv’s Journal

I have always believed a painting remembers the room it was made in. The light across the table, the chair that creaks, the cup going cold beside the brushes. So before the next collection, I asked my team at Petrov House Engineering Office to draw my studio with me. Every wall, every arched window, the exact spot where my ring and earrings wait while I work. This is the story of those plans, and of the quiet room they became.

It began with a simple need. I wanted one place that stays the same. A painting asks for a room you can return to, day after day, where the light falls the way it fell yesterday.