She Who Plays For The Moon

Oil Paint On Copper Coloured Aluminium Panel

The tide, the sky, the soft silence of a full moon. Her song a prayer cast into still water.

It’s true to say this piece led me to its own destination after I had struggled with it for weeks. Finally, it tugged at my imagination and whispered its answers. The curtain was a late addition. It came from nowhere, but it felt right: a stage of sorts. Her notes were water and she was air.

2025