It can't decide what it wants to be when it grows up. An orange bloom scribbles across the top like it's still figuring that out, while the whole canvas seems to catch fire underneath, amber and rust throwing a tantrum through pale blue. But the calm colors refuse to leave the room, soft sky blues and seafoam just sitting there, arms crossed, unbothered. Down at the bottom, a scrappy little scatter of teal and green shows up anyway, small but stubborn, like the one guest at the party who didn't get the memo that things were supposed to be chill. Half chaos, half calm, fully undecided. Somewhere in between.
24 x 30 inches
acrylic, oil sticks, oil pastels, ink, pencils, watercolor on canvas
2026
