Acrylic on canvas, stretched and ready to hang.
Signed on the front.
Look up. Watch the clouds.
They gently dance to the music of the wind.
Swaying, twirling.
Without fear, and without worry.
Watch as they paint the skies with their ever-changing form.
A flower, a boat, a dog.
In a constant state of transformation.
So too can you be.
This painting was created out of a space of deep contemplation as I was watching the clouds in the sky one day and the way the clouds changed and morphed shapes as it gently bobbed through the sky.