The Pink House, remembered in motion.
The sky swirling, the grasses alive, everything just slightly untethered, like memory itself.
I kept thinking about how a place doesn’t live in straight lines once it’s gone.
For those who understand how a place can become part of you.
Deep Gallery Wrapped Canvas - 15.5" x 12" x 2.5" Oil on Canvas - Unframed
The Pink House, remembered in motion.
The sky swirling, the grasses alive, everything just slightly untethered, like memory itself.
I kept thinking about how a place doesn’t live in straight lines once it’s gone.
For those who understand how a place can become part of you.
Deep Gallery Wrapped Canvas - 15.5" x 12" x 2.5" Oil on Canvas - Unframed