Oil on canvas, stretched and ready to hang.

Signed on the front.

Painted from a dream of my daughter and I been taken up high over Sydney Harbour . As we hovered there with another being , I watched my daughter’s clothes flip over from top to bottom into a bright, luminous dress made of tiny squares or rectangles like sequins that flipped from dark to light. Her face beamed and her smile was one of pure happiness. The dream was full of light. It was beautiful.