24 × 30 inches
Oil on canvas
“Basi Legani” - “I have come to my garden” - the final maamer spoken by the Frierdiker Rebbe, Rebbe Yosef Yitzchak, on the day he left this world, echoed through me as I painted him seated in a quiet garden. Surrounded by soft light and stillness, the Rebbe’s presence is anything but.
This is not just a garden scene. It’s a portrait of resilience and of a leader who carried divine fire through the darkest exiles. Who planted seeds of faith in soil hardened by silence and fear with mesiras nefesh and endless ahavas yisrael.
As I painted, I felt both the gentleness and the urgency of the Previous Rebbe’s call. The world, with all its chaos, grit, and brokenness, is still G-d’s garden. And through brushstrokes and color, I try to tend to it too, to echo that call, to bring light, and to say: Rebbe, we’re still here. We’re still planting.
24 × 30 inches
Oil on canvas
“Basi Legani” - “I have come to my garden” - the final maamer spoken by the Frierdiker Rebbe, Rebbe Yosef Yitzchak, on the day he left this world, echoed through me as I painted him seated in a quiet garden. Surrounded by soft light and stillness, the Rebbe’s presence is anything but.
This is not just a garden scene. It’s a portrait of resilience and of a leader who carried divine fire through the darkest exiles. Who planted seeds of faith in soil hardened by silence and fear with mesiras nefesh and endless ahavas yisrael.
As I painted, I felt both the gentleness and the urgency of the Previous Rebbe’s call. The world, with all its chaos, grit, and brokenness, is still G-d’s garden. And through brushstrokes and color, I try to tend to it too, to echo that call, to bring light, and to say: Rebbe, we’re still here. We’re still planting.
