Original artwork description:

She stands just beyond the edge of definition, like a thought half-remembered. The air wraps around her like mist—cool, weightless, secretive. I painted her as if she were fading into the hush, her back a quiet curve against the silence. The fabric clings, but gently, like memory does to skin. There's no sound here, only breath and the soft blur of longing. She doesn’t pose—she exists, quietly vanishing into the blue.

Materials used:

used watercolor, acrylic

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