Original, Acrylic on Gallery Wrapped Canvas
Love has a way of returning in familiar colors…
Remembrance isn’t something I visit. It’s something I carry. Remembrance is love.
Some gardens continue to bloom long after the gardener has gone.
Part of the ongoing “The Becoming Garden Series” ~ a collection of abstract florals exploring growth through every season; the moody, the brave and the unexpected. These florals are not merely decorative, they are declarations. They rise from tension and texture, carrying both soil and sky. Evidence that becoming is rarely neat, transformation is messy and there’s beauty in the waiting. And we find little moments of joy along the way.
Original, Acrylic on Gallery Wrapped Canvas
Love has a way of returning in familiar colors…
Remembrance isn’t something I visit. It’s something I carry. Remembrance is love.
Some gardens continue to bloom long after the gardener has gone.
Part of the ongoing “The Becoming Garden Series” ~ a collection of abstract florals exploring growth through every season; the moody, the brave and the unexpected. These florals are not merely decorative, they are declarations. They rise from tension and texture, carrying both soil and sky. Evidence that becoming is rarely neat, transformation is messy and there’s beauty in the waiting. And we find little moments of joy along the way.
