



There is a kind of beauty that does not hide. It rises, opens, and asks to be seen.
A peacock emerges from a field of flowers, surrounded by color, pattern, and light. The blooms hold their place around him, full and still, caught at the moment before they fade. Gold moves quietly through the surface, giving the work a sense of warmth and ceremony.
The bird is both ornament and presence. Proud, delicate, and watchful, he belongs to the flowers and stands apart from them.
This work holds a fleeting moment in a permanent form. What once bloomed, what once passed through the garden, remains suspended in color, resin, and light.
Acrylic painting, preserved flowers, and layered resin.