She appeared at the edge of the thaw,
wrapped in silence and a soft coat.
The blossoms by her ears didn’t wilt.
They listened.
And in the hush of the dusk she watched the world begin again.
My practice mediates between photography and painting. Female narratives develop while the time is being recycled over.
Watercolour, watercolour pencil
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£220
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She appeared at the edge of the thaw,
wrapped in silence and a soft coat.
The blossoms by her ears didn’t wilt.
They listened.
And in the hush of the dusk she watched the world begin again.
My practice mediates between photography and painting. Female narratives develop while the time is being recycled over.
Watercolour, watercolour pencil
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