Acrylic on 60” x 48” gallery wrapped canvas.
This piece doesn’t bloom—it unfurls with intent. Layers of violet, rose, and shadow carve through the canvas, folding into one another like quiet collisions. There’s beauty here, but it isn’t gentle. It pulls you in, then dares you to stay.
Acrylic on 60” x 48” gallery wrapped canvas.
This piece doesn’t bloom—it unfurls with intent. Layers of violet, rose, and shadow carve through the canvas, folding into one another like quiet collisions. There’s beauty here, but it isn’t gentle. It pulls you in, then dares you to stay.