Acrylic on Canvas
Not quite day, not quite night. Not quite asleep, not quite awake. This piece drifts between worlds, where colours pulse and patterns grow wild like a dream just out of reach. A landscape both familiar and surreal, alive with movement, rhythm, and the quiet hum of an unseen energy.
Acrylic on Canvas
Not quite day, not quite night. Not quite asleep, not quite awake. This piece drifts between worlds, where colours pulse and patterns grow wild like a dream just out of reach. A landscape both familiar and surreal, alive with movement, rhythm, and the quiet hum of an unseen energy.
