Moonflower

Set against the infinite hush of a star-laced sky, the moonlit flowers emerge with a spectral grace, their pale petals unfolding like breaths in the dark. Each stroke feels intentional yet weightless, suggesting not just botanical form, but the tender impermanence of all living things. The fragility here is not weakness but revelation—a quiet insistence that beauty is most profound when it risks vanishing. The curved crescent above echoes the curve of each petal, binding sky and earth in a silent, cyclical rhythm. This is a portrait of stillness and subtle transformation, where the act of blooming becomes a quiet defiance against the void.

Moonflower/ Ink on paper/ 25 x 17 cm