This ethereal abstraction shimmers like the first breath of morning mist, a soft interplay of pearl, alabaster, and whispering rose tones. Beneath a veil of intricate texture, faint blushes of crimson emerge and recede, as if caught between memory and light. Subtle silver-grey threads ripple across the surface, evoking frost-laced grass or the delicate fissures of time-worn stone. The layered impasto invites both touch and contemplation, suggesting landscapes seen through fogged glass or dreams not yet fully formed. A quietly powerful work, it speaks in murmurs rather than proclamations – a meditative pause in the rush of days, where the light is still tender and the air is hushed.
