There are moments when we stop trusting ourselves. When the path ahead feels unclear and the noise inside gets loud.
This work is for those moments.
Ink and rainwater on heavy paper, fluid, unhurried, certain in its own movement. There is a quality of reassurance in it that doesn't announce itself. It simply sits in the room and reminds you, quietly, that you already know the way. That something in you has always known.
Hang it somewhere you begin your day. Or somewhere you return to at the end of one.
Original ink and rainwater on 640gsm watercolour paper.
76cm (W) x 117cm (H) One of a kind. Never repeated.
Unframed
Hand signed Certificate of Authenticity
Rolled and shipped in protective tube
Complimentary worldwide shipping
Shipped from Geraldton, Western Australia
There are moments when we stop trusting ourselves. When the path ahead feels unclear and the noise inside gets loud.
This work is for those moments.
Ink and rainwater on heavy paper, fluid, unhurried, certain in its own movement. There is a quality of reassurance in it that doesn't announce itself. It simply sits in the room and reminds you, quietly, that you already know the way. That something in you has always known.
Hang it somewhere you begin your day. Or somewhere you return to at the end of one.
Original ink and rainwater on 640gsm watercolour paper.
76cm (W) x 117cm (H) One of a kind. Never repeated.
Unframed
Hand signed Certificate of Authenticity
Rolled and shipped in protective tube
Complimentary worldwide shipping
Shipped from Geraldton, Western Australia
