Yes, I sell paintings. But don’t call it just art.

“Custom canvas paintings,” “handmade artworks,” “interior wall murals.”

All these words are looking for me. Or rather, they’re looking for an idea of me. And I, Mira Sovia, respond.

Yes, I sell my works. But each painting is not just a product. It’s a meeting. It’s a fragment of my silence, turned into color. Those who buy are not taking home a decoration — they’re taking home a possibility:the chance to feel something new.

My clients? I respect them. Because they’re people brave enough to choose something born from the soul. And not everyone has that kind of courage.

Looking for “acrylic painting”? I’ll give you an emotion that doesn’t wash away. Looking for “paintings for interiors”? I’ll offer you an inner world you can hang on your wall. Looking for “modern art”? I don’t know if that’s what it is. I only know it’s mine. And if it speaks to you — maybe it was yours too.

Is art a luxury? No. It’s a necessity. But not for everyone. Only for those brave enough to really see.