My painting is a reflection of a moment that quietly caught me—still, yet full of motion. I was drawn to the Royal Scots Greys Monument, standing firm and proud against the ever-shifting sky. It captures a tranquil, introspective scene in a windswept park, where silence is filled with movement. The sloping earth and meandering path gently guide the viewer’s eye through the composition, past scattered tufts of greenery and into a softly blurred horizon. Hints of spring emerge in the bright yellow blossoms near the center, offering a subtle contrast to the subdued browns and grays of the early-season trees.
Wood panel, Oil paint
£750
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My painting is a reflection of a moment that quietly caught me—still, yet full of motion. I was drawn to the Royal Scots Greys Monument, standing firm and proud against the ever-shifting sky. It captures a tranquil, introspective scene in a windswept park, where silence is filled with movement. The sloping earth and meandering path gently guide the viewer’s eye through the composition, past scattered tufts of greenery and into a softly blurred horizon. Hints of spring emerge in the bright yellow blossoms near the center, offering a subtle contrast to the subdued browns and grays of the early-season trees.
Wood panel, Oil paint
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