I've always been a daydreamer. As a kid, my school reports often said I spent too much time staring out the window — and to be honest, that hasn’t really changed. Sometimes it's a bird that catches my eye. Other times, it’s a question that won’t let go. One in particular keeps returning. A question anyone who's ever gazed up at a starry sky will know: Are we alone?

It’s a question that’s haunted us for millennia — across time, across cultures. Since we first looked up, we’ve searched for meaning in the cosmos. What stories did we build from the stars? What did we hope to find there?

This painting is a visual meditation on those questions. A psychedelic cosmos filled with symbols and echoes — from Japanese dogū figurines to Sumerian creation myths, from the Fermi Paradox and the Pillars of Creation to the Arecibo Message and the infamous “Wow!” signal. The universe is so unfathomably vast — surely, there must be life out there? In 1961, astrophysicist Frank Drake tried to answer that mathematically. His formula — tucked in the bottom corner of this painting — led to staggering possibilities.

But maybe it’s not about the answer at all. Maybe it’s about the asking — about approaching the universe (and our tiny place within it) with awe, with wonder. Maybe it's the not-knowing that keeps us alive, the daring to ask what if?

So tonight — look up. What do you see?
Let yourself drift. Imagine. Be overwhelmed.
And ask yourself — are we alone?