You know that feeling when a garden's so alive it's almost loud? That's this one. Every loop and curl is another bloom pushing through, layered until the whole canvas hums.
It started with my husband's garden, the way it gets wild and bright in the height of summer, completely unbothered by tidiness. Pink tangles into green, blue pushes up against coral, nothing stays in its lane. That's the energy I was chasing.
Hang it somewhere you need a little more wild in your life. Somewhere you want to feel that first step outside on a warm morning, before you've had coffee, when everything's still growing faster than you can keep up with.
Acrylic on cradled canvas, 40 × 16 inches
Shipped flat. Unframed.
Free local pickup in Port Moody, BC.
You know that feeling when a garden's so alive it's almost loud? That's this one. Every loop and curl is another bloom pushing through, layered until the whole canvas hums.
It started with my husband's garden, the way it gets wild and bright in the height of summer, completely unbothered by tidiness. Pink tangles into green, blue pushes up against coral, nothing stays in its lane. That's the energy I was chasing.
Hang it somewhere you need a little more wild in your life. Somewhere you want to feel that first step outside on a warm morning, before you've had coffee, when everything's still growing faster than you can keep up with.