36 x 36 x 2”
Acrylic on Canvas
What remains standing
Amid a dense, murmuring forest of green, pale trees rise like bleached monuments. Their limbs are bare, stripped, reaching ,less alive than remembered, yet still present. The background teems with leafy movement, a quiet hum of life in contrast to the stark verticals that hold their ground. This is not a scene of growth, but of endurance. A portrait of what survives, and the dignity of remaining upright when everything else has moved on.
Acrylic on Canvas
36 x 36 x 2”
The Quiet Conqueror
Nature isn't just present here — it's dominant. Thick layers of green pour down over skeletal branches, wrapping, claiming, erasing. The trees have lost the fight, but not their form. They're still visible, still reaching, though now entombed in foliage. The pale, peach-toned sky adds an uncanny silence, suggesting time has stopped or rewound. This is a painting about reclamation. It doesn’t mourn the trees; it venerates the wild force that outlives them.
Acrylic on Canvas
36 x 36 x 2”
Rock that won’t die
Honestly? It’s about the drama of nothingness. It’s about a single stubborn thing sticking out in a world that’s trying hard not to care. It’s about tenacity. How life just won’t quit, even on a cracked, sun-bleached rock in the middle of a dead landscape.
There’s a kind of existential poetry here. The rock doesn’t need to be majestic. It just is. And that’s the magic — the artist sees it, elevates it, gives it a stage.
36 x 36 x 2”
acrylic on canvas
The listening pool
This painting feels like memory burned into a swamp. The black figures aren’t spirits anymore—they’re shadows that forgot how to leave. The forest hums with color but can’t shake the weight of what’s missing. Spirals pulse like the last signs of life on a heart monitor. Less elegy, more reckoning.
What the forest remembers
36 x 36 x 2”
acrylic on canvas
A hypnotic downpour freezes mid-fall, slicing through a lush green hush. Rain as rhythm, trees as vertical memory. The puddles pulse like a heartbeat. It’s nature, sure—but also a diary entry, a weather report from the soul.
Liminal Nest
This is the kind of artwork that rewards repeat viewing. Its emotional tone and symbolic ambiguity make it both accessible and profound. It doesn’t rely on technical realism but rather on mood and metaphor—an approach that resonates strongly in contemporary visual culture.
36 x 36 x 2”
Acrylic on canvas
