Still Bloom Eyes of Hope the smallest being 1

the smallest being 1

On a paddling trip in Algonquin Park I took an afternoon off from canoeing with my group of friends and started this piece

My favourite part of the piece is the ombre glaze

Materials: Linocut & Watercolour

Still Bloom Eyes of Hope the smallest being 1Some things bloom quietly. Not for an audience not for the right season or the right soil but because blooming is simply what they know how to do. Still Bloom began as a conversation between stillness and abundance. Each flower arrived on its own terms: a peony heavy with softness, a wild rose bursting in pink against the dark. No single bloom unnecessary. They scatter and gather the way lessons do the way emotion does pulled together by something