The Last Of The Flowers
The remaining forms of summer thin into memory. Petals loosen, colour fades, and what remains is held gently — a record of passing rather than loss. A point where abundance begins to ebb and attention sharpens. It is a painting of transition and endurance, holding the flower not at its height nor its conclusion, but in the subtle interval where vitality lingers and the season turns inward.
Pastel and acrylic on paper 50 h x 70 w cm Unframed 63 h x 93.5 w cm Framed