Flying to New Heights - Abstracts

Something's lifting in this one. Soft luminous whites rising up out of the deeper teals and greens, veins of gold threading through, little glass beads catching the light as it moves. It feels like the exact moment of taking off, that first brave beat of the wing.

Because transformation always ends the same way, doesn't it. All that murk and shift and becoming, and then one day you realise you're airborne. Higher than you ever thought you'd get to.

This one's a celebration of that. Of everything you've moved through to get here, and the whole bright sky that's opening up ahead of you now. You're not just changing. You're rising.

Mixed Media on canvas with glass beads, 22 x 30" or 56 × 76 cm