12x12 Acrylic/ Glitter/ Canvas/ Resin. Ready to hang.
When I was really young my family lived in a house in the Midwest surrounded by giant old trees. In the fall my mom would rake leaves for an entire day, and it was always as the sun was setting and the air was getting the most cold that the piles of leaves were the biggest. The sky would be on fire - so burnt orange it was nearly purple and copper. The abandonment and glee of lunging myself head first into a pile of endless leaves is a life wave that stays with me. This painting is a portrait of that time. Before I learned to never watch the news and how to pay my taxes. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I came from the light, and I’m simply making my way back to the light, one frequency of color and wave of glitter at a time.
