Veil of Day | 20 x 16 in | acrylic on canvas | 2026 | $460
Clooud moths hovered above the distant trees and along the darkening horizon, scattering their dust across the last light of day. With each soft passage they veiled what remained, whisking away the certainty of form until the land was no longer land, the water no longer water, but something half-remembered, half-dreamed.
And so the world, relieved of its particulars, became only color and thought.