16 x 20 x 1 in | Oil on stretched canvas | Palette knife
I’ve been carrying this moment for a while, that feeling of looking up through the redwoods and catching your breath. In this piece, I let the poppies lead. They felt bold and unbothered, holding their own at the base of giants. I painted this in studio, but it came straight from the memory of walking beneath those trees and knowing I was home.
16 x 20 x 1 in | Oil on stretched canvas | Palette knife
I’ve been carrying this moment for a while, that feeling of looking up through the redwoods and catching your breath. In this piece, I let the poppies lead. They felt bold and unbothered, holding their own at the base of giants. I painted this in studio, but it came straight from the memory of walking beneath those trees and knowing I was home.
