A harkening back to harnessing your childhood. What little one does not instinctively feel the delight of grabbing hold and blowing ripened dreams across the fields to catch flight like parachutes in the wind across open skies. No one ever taught us to do this; it is purely natural. Whimsy scattered well across the day to plant seeds of both remembrance and promised potential. Remember to play first.
11” wide x 14” high x 1.5” deep
cradled birch panel
original photography
dandelion parachute seedlings
encaustic medium
mixed media, oils and pigments
A harkening back to harnessing your childhood. What little one does not instinctively feel the delight of grabbing hold and blowing ripened dreams across the fields to catch flight like parachutes in the wind across open skies. No one ever taught us to do this; it is purely natural. Whimsy scattered well across the day to plant seeds of both remembrance and promised potential. Remember to play first.
11” wide x 14” high x 1.5” deep
cradled birch panel
original photography
dandelion parachute seedlings
encaustic medium
mixed media, oils and pigments
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