Where Light Slows
Where Light Slows
A Small Collection.
An Invitation to Step Inside.
This curated group of paintings was chosen for the way they speak to one another.
Light moving through water.
Petals opening at dusk.
Land dissolving into memory.
Each carries its own presence.
Together, they form a passage.
I invite you to move through them slowly.
A velvety landscape that feels remembered rather than seen.
The scale invites the body into the work.
It does not describe a place.
It creates one.
Light gathers inward
Shadows hover, half-awake
Dream before waking
When does a moment begin
if nothing here feels hurried?
Time does not pass.
It lingers.
Color softens into breath.
The air feels almost touchable.
Nothing insists.
Everything is felt.
Light loosens its shape
beneath the listening surface
nothing stands alone
If you stand still long enough,
does the world arrive?
Mountains breathe in color.
The sea carries the question.
Light withdraws without regret.
The horizon softens into breath and salt.
What was bright becomes tender.
Nothing ends.