I can never get tired of watching Interstellar. Love as the fifth dimension felt like such a Eureka moment for me. We're stuck in the loop of seeing the world in physical terms of touch, sight and sound. And are so far removed from the 'felt'. Every now and then when life forces us to pause, we begin to notice the unseen...memories, emotions, the invisible threads that shape us. The way we carry pieces of the people we love and they, of us. This fifth dimension is where our stories become intertwined. Where two souls hold space for one another beyond time, their lives gently woven together by fate. A place where love is the invisible thread that continues long after the moment has passed. Oil on stretched canvas 14"×20"