A silhouette of a tree in the moon light .It may looks simple but inctricated with repeated strikes for leaves . back ground done with oilpastels crayons.
A 20x36 canvas A surreal shoreline unfolds beneath a weathered lighthouse, where reality bends into myth. Planes drift through muted skies, a UFO lifts a van from the cliffs, and the sea itself seems alive—its waves whispering forgotten tales. Between the moon’s watchful eye and the wreckage below, every fragment hints at a story untold, a dream caught between the tide and time.
Woke up in the middle of the night the other week and saw the moon shining bright through the branches outside. It looked pretty neat so I got a picture and recreated it.
I went to the kitchen to make some tea, still a lot left to do, the night seemed to be long. I looked up the window in front of me. The moon was orange.
