The third in my series of imagined caverns of the mind.
A journey into the depths of the unconsciousness. Aeons of time sculpting, depositing and eroding leave behind organic twisted shapes. Phosphorescent fungi sparkle in the distance.
Original. Unique. Hand painted, not too large but not too small. Perfect for an intimate space in your home. Ready to hang right out of the box.
canvas, acrylic, varnish