Instead of a vase or fruit, I wanted to capture something more fleeting: the first buds on a tree. Those tiny, fragile signs that spring is near.
I found beauty in how understated they are — just hints of green, small flickers of red and pink pushing through the cold, muted landscape. The tree is rough, textured, scarred by winter. But it's alive. The background is intentionally soft and washed out, almost like fog, to make those first colors feel like they're breaking through silence.
oil acrylic paint
£200.21
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Instead of a vase or fruit, I wanted to capture something more fleeting: the first buds on a tree. Those tiny, fragile signs that spring is near.
I found beauty in how understated they are — just hints of green, small flickers of red and pink pushing through the cold, muted landscape. The tree is rough, textured, scarred by winter. But it's alive. The background is intentionally soft and washed out, almost like fog, to make those first colors feel like they're breaking through silence.
oil acrylic paint
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