Original Mixed media (gouache, watercolor, ink, Posca pen) on paper
4x4 inches (framed, 6X6 inches light wood)
$100
When the world feels too sharp, I light a candle and let the pink glow soften the edges. This moon is for those quiet moments—when wildflowers bloom in the hush, and hope feels as gentle as a petal.
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Some nights, the world softens. Shadows slip away, and the moon glows with the gentle warmth of candlelight—rosy, tender, and full of promise. “Pink Candlelight Moon” is a gathering of wild blooms and leafy whispers, each petal and frond painted as if by memory’s own hand. I think of the hush that falls when the last candle flickers, the way pink light lingers on skin and walls, making everything feel possible and safe.
This crescent is a cradle for wildflowers: blush roses, pale daisies, and tangled greens, all layered in gouache, watercolor, ink, and Posca pen. The black paper is night itself, holding the moon’s soft glow and the secret language of petals. It’s a piece for anyone who’s ever found comfort in small, quiet lights—a reminder that even in darkness, beauty gathers and grows.
Original Mixed media (gouache, watercolor, ink, Posca pen) on paper
4x4 inches (framed, 6X6 inches light wood)
$100
When the world feels too sharp, I light a candle and let the pink glow soften the edges. This moon is for those quiet moments—when wildflowers bloom in the hush, and hope feels as gentle as a petal.
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Some nights, the world softens. Shadows slip away, and the moon glows with the gentle warmth of candlelight—rosy, tender, and full of promise. “Pink Candlelight Moon” is a gathering of wild blooms and leafy whispers, each petal and frond painted as if by memory’s own hand. I think of the hush that falls when the last candle flickers, the way pink light lingers on skin and walls, making everything feel possible and safe.
This crescent is a cradle for wildflowers: blush roses, pale daisies, and tangled greens, all layered in gouache, watercolor, ink, and Posca pen. The black paper is night itself, holding the moon’s soft glow and the secret language of petals. It’s a piece for anyone who’s ever found comfort in small, quiet lights—a reminder that even in darkness, beauty gathers and grows.
