My Journey’s Treasure is painted on a vintage suitcase, turning an object of travel into a vessel of memory. The scene shows a five-year-old child sitting atop a bag, holding a doll as if it were both comfort and companion. For me, that doll represents the small “treasure” many immigrants carry through every border and new beginning—something that holds the warmth of a place once called home. It can be a keepsake, a symbol, or simply a friend that travels with you when everything else changes. This piece speaks to childhood resilience, quiet courage, and the way identity can be packed into the smallest, most meaningful objects.