Original Not For Sale But you may buy a print of it.
A majestic white tiger emerges from the mist of soft, fluid brushstrokes — its coat a silken blend of snowy whites and pale grays, touched with hints of lavender shadows. The delicate textures of watercolor bring a dreamlike softness to its fur, while every stripe whispers power and mystery. But it’s the eyes that stop you — brilliant, unblinking, impossibly blue. Like twin glaciers, they pierce the viewer with a gaze both ancient and eternal. This tiger doesn't roar — it speaks in silence, in spirit, and in stillness. Wild, regal, untamed — yet eerily calm, as if it knows something we don't.