Inner Strength

Inner Strength by David White

Inner Strength

An original illustration by Dave White

David White’s Inner Strength is a bold visual expression of resilience, courage, and perseverance. A powerful warrior stands before a looming dragon, surrounded by flame, unflinching — a reminder that strength is not the absence of fear, but the decision to stand anyway.

See David White’s original Instagram post for this piece: https://www.instagram.com/p/C_mp4oss3VG/

Inner Strength

June 30, 2024

Featured in Poetic Bipolar Mind, Book 1, p. 84.

Artwork Details

Title
Inner Strength
Artist
Dave White (David White), Dave White Illustrations
Date
June 30, 2024
Medium
Marker on paper
Size
Original: 9 x 6 in (22.9 x 15.2 cm)
Download size
4 x 6 in (10.16 cm x 15.24 cm)
Realm
MYSTIQUE
SKU
DW-ILL-1106-ORI
UPC
987654110661
Citation
White, Dave. Inner Strength. June 30, 2024, Dave White Illustrations.

Pricing

  • Original illustration: $140
  • Digital download: $12 — virtual, downloadable

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