12×12×1 ½ Acrylic on wood panel. 2 hearts joined as though tethered by something unspoken. The weathered, pitted surface carrying the amber and umber bloom of deep rust. Once perhaps decorative, now recovered from a forgotten place, and transformed by time.
There is weight here, and also tenderness. The hearts have not crumbled. They endure, oxidized, marked, imperfect yet still recognizably themselves.
This is a painting about what survives. About the things we hang onto, and the things that hang onto us .
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12×12×1 ½ Acrylic on wood panel. 2 hearts joined as though tethered by something unspoken. The weathered, pitted surface carrying the amber and umber bloom of deep rust. Once perhaps decorative, now recovered from a forgotten place, and transformed by time.
There is weight here, and also tenderness. The hearts have not crumbled. They endure, oxidized, marked, imperfect yet still recognizably themselves.
This is a painting about what survives. About the things we hang onto, and the things that hang onto us .
Contact me for more information or to purchase