That Bird Has Flown
When the phoenix palm is toppled, the pigeons take to the sky, filling it with their disbelieving orbit. I hope that the fractured sky is a crumbled reality that has been reassembled into something much more beautiful. The “Golden Repair ” (Kintsugi) of today’s hopelessness.
Size: 620mm x 620mm
Medium: Acrylic paint, Indian ink, pastel, pencil
Status: For Sale