Cliffside Beach
It feels like a quiet escape to an untouched cave, where the tide gently washes over sun-bleached sand, leaving no trace behind.
The transition from deep, crystalline blue to soft, warm beige evokes a moment frozen in time - perhaps the first light of down touching the water’s surface or the lingering glow of sunset.
There is untouched silence here, a harmony between land and sea, where the world seems to breathe in a slow, pacific rhythm.
Acrylic paints, texture paste and hard molding paste
60×40
It feels like a quiet escape to an untouched cave, where the tide gently washes over sun-bleached sand, leaving no trace behind.
The transition from deep, crystalline blue to soft, warm beige evokes a moment frozen in time - perhaps the first light of down touching the water’s surface or the lingering glow of sunset.
There is untouched silence here, a harmony between land and sea, where the world seems to breathe in a slow, pacific rhythm.
Acrylic paints, texture paste and hard molding paste
60×40
It feels like a quiet escape to an untouched cave, where the tide gently washes over sun-bleached sand, leaving no trace behind.
The transition from deep, crystalline blue to soft, warm beige evokes a moment frozen in time - perhaps the first light of down touching the water’s surface or the lingering glow of sunset.
There is untouched silence here, a harmony between land and sea, where the world seems to breathe in a slow, pacific rhythm.
Acrylic paints, texture paste and hard molding paste
60×40