She wears the memory of childhood like a sudden blush — the red across her face recalling a scraped joy, a nose bloodied not by sorrow but by play. The needle, a slender echo of daring, pierces through the calm as if to remind her how it felt to leap without thought, to splash through puddles and taste rain on her tongue. In that fleeting rebellion, she becomes both girl and grown, standing in the tender space where wonder survives its return.
Title: Hoppípolla (Song by Sigur Rós)
Size: 31” x 31”
Year: 2024
Media: Ink and metallic ink, acrylic on canvas
Framed: Yes
