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24” × 24” 3-Dimensional Oil
Like sitting on a veranda at the edge of dusk, where the garden begins to blur into shadows and moonlight. The greens melt into one another—soft, deep, secret—and a winding path just barely reveals itself, like it is waiting for someone to follow. It’s quiet here, full of that hush that comes right before the stars. A painting to get lost in, or maybe to be found.
24” × 24” 3-Dimensional Oil
Like sitting on a veranda at the edge of dusk, where the garden begins to blur into shadows and moonlight. The greens melt into one another—soft, deep, secret—and a winding path just barely reveals itself, like it is waiting for someone to follow. It’s quiet here, full of that hush that comes right before the stars. A painting to get lost in, or maybe to be found.