20x20x1.5” Oil on gallery wrap canvas
This piece emerged from a quieter rhythm, an inner weather system I chose to follow. I wasn’t chasing a scene outside; I was sculpting the softness I felt inside. The petals unfolded under my knife like memories, layered and tender.
I kept the palette subdued, chalky lilac skies, ivory and blush blooms, and just enough sage and gold to ground it. It’s a painting that breathes, slowly and intentionally.
For collectors who crave subtlety, stillness, and the kind of beauty that doesn’t announce itself, only invites.
20x20x1.5” Oil on gallery wrap canvas
This piece emerged from a quieter rhythm, an inner weather system I chose to follow. I wasn’t chasing a scene outside; I was sculpting the softness I felt inside. The petals unfolded under my knife like memories, layered and tender.
I kept the palette subdued, chalky lilac skies, ivory and blush blooms, and just enough sage and gold to ground it. It’s a painting that breathes, slowly and intentionally.
For collectors who crave subtlety, stillness, and the kind of beauty that doesn’t announce itself, only invites.
