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The flowers are enormous, the way they are when you are small and the garden is not. Magenta, yellow, and coral press in from every side, and white forms rise through the center like moonlight finding its way through stems. The dark of the upper edge keeps it night. The colors below keep it alive.
From a childhood book about a little girl who slipped out for midnight picnics. This is the garden as she would have seen it, everything taller than she was, the moon turning ordinary flowers into something else entirely.
36” x 24” acrylic on canvas. Framed in a walnut floating frame. Framed size is 37” x 25” x 1.5” Wired and ready to hang.
The flowers are enormous, the way they are when you are small and the garden is not. Magenta, yellow, and coral press in from every side, and white forms rise through the center like moonlight finding its way through stems. The dark of the upper edge keeps it night. The colors below keep it alive.
From a childhood book about a little girl who slipped out for midnight picnics. This is the garden as she would have seen it, everything taller than she was, the moon turning ordinary flowers into something else entirely.
36” x 24” acrylic on canvas. Framed in a walnut floating frame. Framed size is 37” x 25” x 1.5” Wired and ready to hang.