Each morning during my residency at the Virginia Center for Creative Arts, I rose before sunrise and stepped out into the stillness of the early hour. The landscape revealed itself slowly—soft fog drifting across fields, cool crisp air brushing against my skin, and the first hints of color glowing at the horizon. These paintings reflect those fleeting transitions between night and day, when the world feels suspended in quiet anticipation and the light is both gentle and full of promise.
Details
oil on paper mounted to cradled panel
12" × 12"
Professional-grade oil paints with a final archival varnish, ensuring longevity and luminous color.
Each morning during my residency at the Virginia Center for Creative Arts, I rose before sunrise and stepped out into the stillness of the early hour. The landscape revealed itself slowly—soft fog drifting across fields, cool crisp air brushing against my skin, and the first hints of color glowing at the horizon. These paintings reflect those fleeting transitions between night and day, when the world feels suspended in quiet anticipation and the light is both gentle and full of promise.
Details
oil on paper mounted to cradled panel
12" × 12"
Professional-grade oil paints with a final archival varnish, ensuring longevity and luminous color.
