Original Mixed media (gouache, watercolor, ink, Posca pen) on paper
6x6 inches (framed, 8X8 inches light wood)
This moon is a keeper of quiet beginnings. It’s for anyone who has ever stood at the window before the world wakes, breathing in the scent of wet grass and new hope. It’s a reminder that every day, no matter how heavy the night, there is a gentle light waiting to return.
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A dreamy crescent painted in watery blues and aquas, cradling a wild bouquet of blue roses and golden daisies. Inked lines swirl like morning mist, capturing the hush and hope of dawn. Framed in light wood, ready to bring a breath of new beginnings to your space.
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There’s a particular kind of magic that lingers just before sunrise—a mist that softens the edges of the world, blurring memory and possibility. “Misty Dawn Moon” is a love letter to that fleeting hour, when dew clings to wildflowers and the air is thick with promise.
The crescent moon here is awash in watery blues and soft aquas, its surface swirling with the cool hush of dawn. Nestled within its curve, a tangle of wildflowers—blue roses and golden daisies—emerge from a thicket of feathery green leaves. Each petal and frond is rendered with a loose, lyrical hand, as if sketched in a dream. The ink lines dance and curl, echoing the way mist drifts and memory meanders.
Original Mixed media (gouache, watercolor, ink, Posca pen) on paper
6x6 inches (framed, 8X8 inches light wood)
This moon is a keeper of quiet beginnings. It’s for anyone who has ever stood at the window before the world wakes, breathing in the scent of wet grass and new hope. It’s a reminder that every day, no matter how heavy the night, there is a gentle light waiting to return.
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A dreamy crescent painted in watery blues and aquas, cradling a wild bouquet of blue roses and golden daisies. Inked lines swirl like morning mist, capturing the hush and hope of dawn. Framed in light wood, ready to bring a breath of new beginnings to your space.
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There’s a particular kind of magic that lingers just before sunrise—a mist that softens the edges of the world, blurring memory and possibility. “Misty Dawn Moon” is a love letter to that fleeting hour, when dew clings to wildflowers and the air is thick with promise.
The crescent moon here is awash in watery blues and soft aquas, its surface swirling with the cool hush of dawn. Nestled within its curve, a tangle of wildflowers—blue roses and golden daisies—emerge from a thicket of feathery green leaves. Each petal and frond is rendered with a loose, lyrical hand, as if sketched in a dream. The ink lines dance and curl, echoing the way mist drifts and memory meanders.
