Golden seeps into the painting gradually, catching and resting on the fruit as if arriving rather than being applied. Apples are held aloft, suspended at the moment of arrival. Light enters the space and settles across their skins, marking a pause where fruit is neither fallen nor taken — abundance recognised and briefly held.

Oil, walnut ink, metallic gold with gesso on board in antique gilded frame 91 w x 75 h cm Framed 68.5 w x 52.5 h cm Unframed