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Other details :
Artwork on supported wooden frame. Ready to hang. Framing on request.
Dimensions :
27.6x27.6in
About this artwork
Painting 1 of 11 from the collection Just a Little Longer
Just a Little Longer is an eleven-painting collection tracing the dusk-to-dawn arc of hope, fight, loss and the long return. Each painting holds a single emotional moment from the journey. This is where it begins.
This is the wish. The moment I stood in the last of the light and wasn't ready for it to go. A luminous sun set deep in violet atmosphere, soft pink water below catching the warmth.… I painted hope here in its purest form — before anything had been lost, only sensed. The collection begins where wanting still felt like enough.
I paint the moments between hope and loss — the dusk-to-dawn arc when light fades, fights, fails and finally returns. I work in oil because oil holds atmosphere the way memory does: in layers, breathing through one another, never quite finished resolving. My work begins in feeling. Each painting is a single emotional moment — the wish, the fight, the surrender, the silence, the morning after. The seascape is the inner landscape. The light is what we reach for. The darkness is what we cannot keep from coming. I owe my voice to Turner's atmospheric gravity and the art of meditation. I owe my subject to having survived something. The work is offered to anyone who has ever stood at the edge of their own dusk and asked the light to stay.