There are moments when sound feels like memory, when a bell rings and something ancient inside you stirs.
 
Bells Be Ringing began as a digital collage inspired by ritual and resonance, the invisible threads that tie the seen and unseen. A woman stands poised in a forgotten courtyard, her gown whispering of centuries past, her hands lifted toward a trinity of bronze bells. The air hums with color and echo, part prayer, part spell.
 
The walls behind her bloom with layered graffiti and ghosted symbols, each a trace of lives that have passed through, sung, and vanished. It’s a piece about reverence and reclamation, about finding beauty in the sound that lingers long after silence.
 
For those who listen closely, the bells are still ringing.