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The living room is dark now, except for the flicker of a black-and-white television screen and the silver-blue glow of the stars outside the large picture window. The alien reclines against the couch, eyes turned upward, thoughtful. One toddler sleeps in the crook of its arm, the other sprawled beside a half-built tower of wooden blocks. A cat curls on the alien’s shoulder. A small photo frame on the end table shows a missing person—perhaps long gone. The elderly woman sits in a chair by the window, watching the stars, her expression unreadable. Outside, the stars seem brighter than they should be, too many, too close. A faint constellation glows that doesn’t exist on Earth. Style: quiet surrealism, soft chiaroscuro, rich emotional stillness. The final brushstroke in a painting about belonging, memory, and the things we welcome without understanding.
A dark and somber painting depicts a gray-skinned alien with large, black eyes leaning back in a worn armchair. A tabby cat sleeps on its shoulder. To the alien's left, an old television displays static, and below it, a framed picture of a man with the word MISSING: Sound familiar? By Isobel Blundell
