8” x 10” oil on cradled panel
When I painted this piece I was thinking about the interior worlds we all carry within ourselves, and the fragile consciousness we inhabit for a bit.
This piece is ready to hang unframed, sides are painted black.
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When I was growing up my family moved many times, and every new home held mysteries and secrets. I dreamed of hidden stairways that led to unknown attics, or cellars underneath that held forgotten treasures. I knew I could get there if I just kept looking. That low door is still elusive, but when I pick up my pencil or paint brush I can find it for a little while. When I paint I try to bring some of that magic country back with me.