A single leaf falls on darkened earth—amber and rust bleeding into bronze, its edges curled like weathered hands folding in prayer. What we call falling is really letting go. The painting holds this threshold moment—not tragedy, but transition, making space in the canopy for light to reach what waits below. Life doesn't end; it simply changes form, cycling endlessly through season after season
Info:
Originally created with charcoal and acrylic on canvas
Canvas print - on eco stretch canvas on a 38mm European pine frame
Please note that framed prints are not available for this piece; contact us if you are interested in bespoke printing options
Available in various sizes
A single leaf falls on darkened earth—amber and rust bleeding into bronze, its edges curled like weathered hands folding in prayer. What we call falling is really letting go. The painting holds this threshold moment—not tragedy, but transition, making space in the canopy for light to reach what waits below. Life doesn't end; it simply changes form, cycling endlessly through season after season
Info:
Originally created with charcoal and acrylic on canvas
Canvas print - on eco stretch canvas on a 38mm European pine frame
Please note that framed prints are not available for this piece; contact us if you are interested in bespoke printing options
Available in various sizes
